Despite his stubbornness, he knew better than to delay further.
Hastily, he scrambled up and wrote out a check.
Alexis took it with a nonchalant command for him to leave, and the man left in a huff.
She then pressed the intercom to summon her assistant.
The assistant came in.
âWhat can I do for you, Miss Fowler?â
Alexis handed her the check and instructed, âContact Mrs.
Duffy and deliver this to her.
As for the rest, letâs not bring it up again.
â
The assistant seemed puzzled.
âWhy do this? Mrs.
Duffy probably hates you the most right now.
â
Alexis responded confidently, âI know, but nobody turns down free money.
Just send it over.
â
The assistant nodded in understanding and left, closing the door behind her.
Alexis then moved to the pool table and began playing snooker.
Noticing Leonel still in the room, she asked, âHey, why are you still here?â
He approached her, removing his jacket.
âAre you always this rough in your dealings?â he queried.
Alexis smiled while taking her shot.
âFor people like him, itâs the only way.
â
She pocketed two balls and then turned to Leonel, patting his face playfully.
âHavenât I always been nice to you?â
Leonel, however, grabbed her hand and pulled her to sit on the edge of the pool table, positioning himself close.
His voice was low and hoarse.
âNice? Every time I ki*s you, it feels like youâre about to pull out all my hair.
â
Alexis let out a light chuckle.
âstill hung up on that, Mr.
Douglas?â she teased.
âDonât take things that happen just once or twice too seriously.
Thereâs nothing left to discuss here.
You can leave now.
Just send over the contract, and Iâll give it another look.
â