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60. Pastries

The atmosphere of the House that night was gloomy, Ben and Vincent felt the heavy atmosphere at the moment. Maybe only Amora did not realize it, the girl was just busy eating the cake she had brought earlier.

"Albert is actually allergic to peaches?" Amora asked curiously, the feeling of that time when she gave Albert the same fruit, the latter ate it with a happy heart.

Vincent looked at Ben, and it just so happened that Ben did the same. With almost simultaneously them shrugging his shoulders, it was better for them to pretend to know nothing.

Seeing her second response, Amora picked up the cookies in her pocket and ventured into Albert's room.

The cookies Amora bought on her way home at the bakery.

"Tock.. Geck.. " Amora knocked on the door, there was no answer. He opened the door and went in, surprised to find Albert wearing his shirt.

"I'm sorry, let's just say I didn't see anything" he said in panic, closing his eyes. His hand tried to open the door but somehow the door wouldn't open. "Fuckin' hotel, this door is broken" Amora scolded.

Albert chuckled softly, his face smiling wide, but it was not until three seconds that he changed his face.

"What's wrong?" Said cold. But Amora was sculpted because she did not know what to do.

"You can turn around" Albert said

"I can't!!" Amora shouted loudly. The two people who were outside became curious, they looked at each other a second time and decided to go to the headquarters alone. It's easier to deal with criminals than this boss.

"Reverse it" Albert said unconcernedly, he sat on his bed and turned on the TV.

Hearing the sound of the TV, Amora wanted to turn around, but then she undoed the action.

"How long will you stand there" Albert cried coldly. Although his voice sounded cold, he already wanted to laugh to see it, but he could endure it.

"OK okay turn around" said Amora As she turned around, she heaved a sigh of relief upon seeing Albert.

Amora walked up to Albert and handed him the cake she had brought, and in a flash she had turned to leave this place.

"Hold a minute"

Hearing that voice Amora instantly stopped moving, she pegged on the spot.

"Who is he" Albert asked coldly

"The one who ate with you earlier" Albert still vividly remembered the incident. He felt angry in his heart.

"Oooh, he's just a business friend" Amora tries to convince him.

"Really?" Ask Albert again

"Yes really" Amora nodded, this time she turned around and styled Albert straight into her eyes, proving that he wasn't lying.

"Well, you can go" Albert said in the end. A smile appeared on the corner of her lips as Amora left her room.

Albert looked at the cookie on his bed, his forehead shriveling when he saw a letter stuck there. The letter reads

"It's not chocolate and contains no peaches, perfect for picky people like you!!!"

End with a lot of exclamation marks and emot a smile at the end.

Albert raised his eyebrows and laughed. He took the letter and put it in the fold of the book so that tomorrow he could laminate it or something so that the letter was not damaged.

If Amora knew this, she would laugh out loud. The reason is only one, he wrote the letter to mock and offend Albert, but somehow when Albert read the contents became like a form of attention.

Albert ate the cake with a smile, the cake was delicious as well. He saw the cake wrapper and called Vincent at the base

Vincent who received the call became wary, who knew something bad was happening again.

"Go to the cookie factory in the photo and prohibit him from selling the cake again" ordered Albert.

Vincent who heard him gawking, he was very clueless with Albert's mindset. Shouldn't it be if his boss liked the cake, he would buy his shares or something like that.

"Do it" Albert spoke again.

"Good boss" he said straight away, without delay he looked at the email and traced out who this pity-making cookie was.

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