Chapter 39 Ms. Moore's Boyfriend
"Isabella! You've got some nerve!" Alexander hurled his phone across the room.
Greg happened to walk in just then, and the sight startled him so much he jumped back a few steps. With a teasing tone, he asked, "Whoa, what's with the temper?"
Alexander shot him a glare and stayed quiet.
Greg was long used to his unpredictable moods, so he didn't take it to heart. "Whatever's going on, put it aside for now. Tonight's your big confession! Everything's already set up. Do you want to go check it out first?"
Alexander snapped, still fuming, "What's there to check? Isabella's not even free tonight!"
Greg was stunned. "Not free? You're her boss. Just make up some excuse and get her there!"
"Make up an excuse? You clearly don't get how much she's changed. She's stubborn as hell. One wrong word and she blows up! Honestly, she feels more like my boss."
Greg scratched his head. "So… are you not confessing tonight? What about tomorrow then?"
Right then, Alexander's phone rang. It was a call

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