Chapter 87 She Actually Hits Him

Isabella felt like Alexander was somewhat different at work today. He seemed to have returned to that initial version of himself who made everything difficult for her. "Ms. Moore, make me a cup of coffee with no sugar. Leave it to cool to the right temperature before bringing it to me…" "Ms. Moore, there are so many punctuation mistakes in this document. Amend them for me!" "Ms. Moore, I want takeout for lunch. I'm hungry!" "Ms. Moore…" Isabella couldn't be any more annoyed by his instructions. Finally, after hearing "Ms. Moore" for the umpteenth time, she flung everything she was doing aside. She barged through the door to Alexander's office without even knocking. "Mr. Sinclair, that's enough!" she yelled. Alexander set his pen down halfway through signing his name, then lifted his eyes and stared straight at Isabella's face, which had flushed red in anger. "What's wrong, Ms. Moore?" he inquired in a calm voice, as if he wasn't bothered by her rage at all. Isabella questioned