Alvina Miller was stopped by the serious bodyguards, she had no choice but to turn and walk towards the stairs.
When Alvina Miller went to work in the afternoon, she was a little distracted. However, she still went to the Department of Public Information to look for Benson to retrieve some documents.
Benson sat at his desk, and when he saw her appearance, he revealed his standard smile.
Alvina Miller also smiled at him: "Sorry to trouble you!"
"It's no trouble!" Benson got up, opened a cabinet, took out his documents and started rummaging through.
Both of Alvina Miller's hands were in her pockets, and her beautiful eyes took the opportunity to size up the Department of Public Information's office. She discovered that the entire office's decorations were all the same, strict and dull, grand, and tall, but all the staff were not warm at all.
"Found it!" Benson's voice interrupted Alvina Miller's train of thoughts, causing her to quickly lower her head to look.
Benson also happened to raise his head and look at her. Seeing her clear eyes and exquisite facial features, he was slightly startled.
"Thank you!" Alvina Miller took the documents, without stopping, she turned and left.
Benson forgot to put his hand back until the beautiful figure disappeared from the door of the office. Only then did one of the male colleagues by his side reached out and patted his shoulder, "Did you lose your soul? Which department was that girl in? "She looks unfamiliar, but she's really pretty. It makes my eyes light up!"
Benson knew from birth that men were visual creatures, who wouldn't want to stare at beautiful women?
But Alvina Miller was his target, he would obviously not let any other man interfere, he only laughed and said nothing.
Kelly also heard the news that the leaders were having lunch together. Furthermore, the department she was in was a centre for news, so Kelly knew that Olivia was also present for this lunch. Her brain exploded, and the jealousy in her eyes could not be hidden.
Feeling that the sky was falling, that kind of gloomy and desperate feeling, made Kelly's brain bulge. She leaned on the wall weakly, her heart filled with negative pessimism.
"No, I can't give up. Even if I can't compare to that Olivia, I have to bet!" Kelly had finally decided to take the initiative once, but she didn't know how she could get close to Joseph Grant.
If she were to confess to Joseph Grant in the Executive Office, she would lose all her face if he were to reject her. So, she had to confess in a place that others couldn't see.
Kelly thought about it for a while and decided to go to the Vice—President Palace. Although she knew it was impossible for her to enter, what if she met the Mr. Vice—President halfway?
Anything was possible, just as she had been startled by his car when she arrived. Didn't they talk?
After Kelly made up her mind, her mood improved a little.
After lunch, Olivia sat on the chair in the conference room as if she had lost her soul, one hand supporting her face, she was staring at the sky outside the window in a daze.
She was only pretending to be drunk and wanted to use the opportunity to lean on the man's shoulder that was full of sense of security. Sure enough, after trying, she found out that his shoulder was very thick and his arm was definitely a safe haven for women. She was very confident that she would be able to get there in the future.
"Olivia, are you still painting in the afternoon?" the assistant asked her in a daze.
"No, I have to slowly paint. I can't paint too fast. I need more time to work here!" Olivia answered her as if in a dream.
The assistant didn't quite understand, but he was even more confused.
Joseph Grant returned to his office and as he drank a bit of alcohol at noon, at that moment, he wanted to rest for ten minutes before working.
Lieutenant Hilton whispered next to him: "Sir, I heard that Miss Miller went to the third floor, but was stopped by bodyguards."
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