The Billionaire Alpha’s Contract Lover by Caesar Erickson novel Chapter 140

Chapter 140
The thought flashed, but he didn’t take it seriously. He casually replied, “It was a stranger.”
He put down his mobile phone and left his office to go to the meeting.
Although the branch company of the Sterling pack in Arcadia was not as big as Wolverly Capital’s Sterling pack headquarters, it still occupied a full building on East Street.
Today, Jackson was holding a general meeting. Dozens of people in professional attire and carrying laptops went upstairs one after another.
In a short while, the large conference room was full of people who were waiting on Jackson.
His head had better get itself right, and fast.
I sat in the reception area outside of the huge conference room. I was a little envious when I saw the group of elites through the glass.
My plan had been to go to school for design, and then find an internship and work my way up.

But at that time, I couldn’t fulfill my dream. I had to find a job that paid a monthly salary right away instead of school and an unpaid internship.
While thinking of the past and my plans before, I gazed at Jackson.
He sat at the head of the conference table, in an impeccable suit. One ankle rested on his knee in a casual pose, and his head was tilted slightly so he could look at the presentation on the big screen while listening to the executive’s report on what was happening at the Sterling pack’s Arcadia offices.
He looked put together and relaxed, with a strand of dark hair falling down over his forehead, but he also radiated the powerful presence of the Alpha he was.
As I was staring at him, Jackson glanced at me through the glass.
He picked up his phone, and my phone dinged with a message a
second later.
[Ms. Palmer, please bring me a cup of coffee.]
I quickly got up and went to the break room to make coffee.
After making it, she knocked on the conference room door with the mug of steaming liquid.
Everyone in the conference room looked at the door-at me.

The senior executive explaining PowerPoint in front of the screen also stopped, dissatisfaction on his face.
I was a little embarrassed until Jackson waved at me.
“Come in,” he said.
Only then did I walk up to him with the cup of coffee. I placed it beside him and was about to leave the meeting room when Jackson said, “Ms. Palmer, please sit down and listen.”
All of the executives were speechless.