Chapter 154

"I was just joking." I shrugged. "Besides, how is merely suspecting something between you and Catherine an insult?" Now, it was Catherine's turn to look displeased. Her gaze toward Samson carried a hint of resentment. I casually sat back down and resumed organizing my documents. Patricia discreetly gave me a thumbs-up, and I responded with a subtle smile. "Serena, Mr. Hastings wants to see you." It was Oliver again. The colleagues who had been enjoying the spectacle of me tearing into Samson quickly scattered. I, on the other hand, froze for a brief moment out of reflex. As usual, I made my way to Alex's office with ease. I had been to the top floor countless times, but this time, my mood was slightly heavier. What should I say when I see him? Apologize for my behavior yesterday? Or pretend nothing happened at all? "It's better to pretend nothing happened," I told myself, taking a deep breath. To my surprise, Alex seemed to have made the same decision. When I walked in, he simp