Agatha Anderson
Agatha Anderson

Is he really that crazy just to do this?

God fucking.

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"Good morning my Agatha, wow!" joshua exclaimed in surprise as he opened the door of the apartment and saw Agatha sitting down accompanied by a cigarette.

"Agatha it's morning and you've been smoking!?" the amuknya which then confiscated the white stem tucked between Agatha's springy fingers.

Agatha exhaled her smoke to the side so that Joshua would not inhale it. His best friend hates inhaling secondhand smoke as much as Gabriel does.

"What's today's schedule?" agatha asked indifferently and then grabbed a piece of citrus fruit.

"Meeting with an interior person who's been waiting since yesterday to see you."

"Didn't I answer the email, why should I meet? They can solve this on their own, right."

"You ask for revisions every two days if you forget. And they've been too kind to change everything to your liking. They wanted to make sure of your own devil-like tastes, "heard Joshua's reply made Agatha frown.

"Devil?"

Joshua who was taking cold water from the refrigerator turned to look at Agatha, "Why? You don't know they call you a demon boss with all your revisions and complaints all the time?"

"It's very brave."

"Agatha you sometimes have to realize how you destroyed their hard work. Of course it's only natural that they get upset and think so about you."

"They're working on my orders Josh, if they complain about everything they should stop wasting time and find another job."

"But you're outrageous Agatha. Not everyone can work in the same rhythm as you. The process that everyone achieves is different and you have to respect that because they're doing the best thing that can be done for you."

Agatha rolled her eyes at Joshua's words. It was already tired of the scolding that almost every time he heard from Joshua about the work of all his subordinates. All this time he tried to understand many things and that included the best tolerance from him, nothing more.

"I'm wondering why I'm still holding on to working with you when I should be able to take care of my own law firm instead of being next to you" said Joshua, who now sits at the dinner table, peeling an apple for himself.

"If you dare step foot in to leave me then don't expect you'll see your law firm still standing Josh."

Joshua flicked his shoulders in response to the Agatha threat he often heard. Both are always worrying about many small things whether in work or personal affairs like today.

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They were on their way to the meeting place. Agatha researched the reports from her secretary while Joshua was driving.

"So how was last night?" joshua asked, breaking the silence between them.

"Hm, what?"

"About Winston, have you asked?"

"I told Gabriel last night."

"Then what did he say? He gave me access?"

"Not."

"Eh? Not Gabriel? Then who?" ask Joshua, he thinks Gabriel or Mr. Anderson might do it.

"Gabriel said he'd never even spoken to Winston in person. The previous application was also only delivered through Arthur Winston."

"You want me to investigate? I'm going to ask Fred to do it, it's serious enough that Gabriel doesn't know" continued Joshua, who is now starting to worry.

"Yes if you don't mind. Thank you Josh."

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The woman had just walked out of the room and entered the elevator towards the first floor.

"So what's Josh's next schedule?"

Agatha gave a small snort, sometimes she felt Joshua was like an autoresponding machine that would speak for an entire hour until Agatha had to shut her mouth occasionally.

Agatha glanced at her watch, now at three in the afternoon, there were still two schedules that could make her go home late later.

"Do you have another appointment?" joshua asked glanced at Agatha beside him.

"No, I'm just happy to be home late again. So I don't need to see Gabriel or my old man."

"Agatha can't you be more friendly with your father and act like a daughter?" joshua complained that he often heard Agatha's harsh words or words to his father. And of course an Agatha would not care about that.

"I was polite enough when I was a kid, Josh."

The two were just about to step out once the elevator stopped and opened, yet someone was in front of them.

"Hello sunshine, where are you going?" he said with a sweet smile on Agatha.

Joshua reflexively turned his head with a questionable gaze because after all there would be no man who would dare to suddenly greet Agatha like that.

"Excuse me, you're blocking the way" said Agatha, who now looked at the man before her with a troubled expression.

"It's cold, but I just want to see you for a minute."

Joshua who still did not understand the situation now increasingly demanded an explanation from Agatha through his gaze, then he glanced at her watch. "Agatha, we need to go."

"Can you get out of the way, I'm in a hurry," Agatha walked first through the man before her. But only two steps of his legs stopped because his arm was held by the man.

"We need to talk Miss Anderson."

"No, I don't. And I tell you Mr. Winston, don't ever show up in front of me again."

After saying that Agatha jerked her arm, but it seemed like Christopher Winston was the one who had great guts or had 1000 lives because he dared to disturb Agatha.

With a hand still holding Agatha's arm, the man approached and slashed the distance between them.

Winston's gaze was so deep as if diving into these two brown beads of women before him, while Agatha stared intently at the two dark beads without the slightest fear.

Both were in that position for a long time until the man decided to slightly rewind his body but still clasped Agatha's arm, bowing his head slightly right next to Agatha's ear.

"Alright, I'll obey you this time but don't expect me to stop."

There was no answer coming out from Agatha's lips that were staring straight ahead as if not hearing what the young Winston had just said.

"I like it, I love your attitude Miss Anderson," with a thin slanted smile the man let go of his grip on Agatha gently.

Agatha immediately stepped out her legs leaving the man standing there smiling with satisfaction.

"Are you okay? Here I see your hand," Joshua stopped his step and touched the arm that Christopher Winston had held. "illness?" tanyanya memijit.

"No."

"Good, that means no bruising."

Agatha was silent during their journey. He thought about how the man named the man entered his life in these two days was bright and senseless.

Agatha still refrained from spitting out stabbing sentences on the man given their status of a high-class family who had to maintain their dignity and surname.

Agatha sighed softly making Joshua who had been focusing on driving now glance at her.

"What's wrong? Are you bothered by Mr Winston's attitude?"

"Yes." Yeah."

Joshua chuckled slightly before continuing, "But Agatha, I was quite impressed by her calm demeanor even though you threw a murderous gaze at her."

Agatha chuckled lightly at Joshua's argument. Indeed, all this time no one can stand him if it is so, everyone prefers not to argue or oppose it and obey all his orders, after all all he has done never hurt anyone.

"Well, we'll see that. I'll make sure he leaves."

Hearing Agatha's flat reply made Joshua smile, "That's My Agatha."

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