Chapter 39

The assistant walked in and asked, "President Hawkins, it's lunchtime. Would you like to go downstairs, or should I bring something up for you?" "Bring me a black pepper steak," Bellamy paused, then added, "Make it insanely spicy." The assistant froze for a second-her boss only went for killer-level spice when her mood tanked. She didn't ask anything else, just nodded and left. A short while later, she returned with the meal. The moment the lid came off, the choking spice exploded in the office. The assistant barely managed to cover her mouth, coughing hard as she bolted out. Bellamy kept eating through the fire, squinting her eyes with a mischievous grin. If her assistant couldn't handle this level of spice, how could she handle working under her? She dug in more eagerly, practically face-first into the plate, her eyes flushed from the heat-both pitiful and oddly adorable. Just then, the door slammed open with a loud bang. She froze mid-bite and slowly looked up. Fraser stormed in lik