Alice sensed the coldness and familiarity of the male voice.
She was still thinking about how she would approach Kennedy to encourage him to regain his memory.
Instead, he called out to her.
-Okay, just a moment,” Alice answered immediately.
The man didn’t realize anything was wrong and hung up the phone.
Alice, who had been tired and had a sore calf, was now in such good spirits that she put on her shoes and went straight to the coffee room.
Alice was in a good mood as she prepared the coffee.
She knew Kennedy’s personality, she had been his assistant five years ago and made his coffee every day.
Although he had been angry with her at the time, he gradually stopped.
So Alice knew exactly what he liked.
Soon Alice made her coffee and left the office.
When it was time to leave work, the hallway was quiet and Giuliana wasn’t there, so Alice walked with her coffee.
The president’s office was down the hall, so Alice kept walking.
Finally she arrived.
She took a deep breath to try to calm herself.
“Relax, Alice, you’re just here to offer the coffee.” She consoled herself by saying.
After adjusting her emotions, Alice knocked on the door.
-Come in.
The icy voice moved Alice.
She opened the door and walked in with the coffee.
It was an office that had been redesigned, and although Kennedy had lost her memory, the decor was still to her taste. With a predominantly cool palette, the entire office had a particularly cold and serious feel.
The desk and floor were clean, because Kennedy had a fetish for cleanliness.
Kennedy hadn’t changed.
He was still Alice’s Kennedy.
Alice smiled and put the coffee in his hand, -Coffee, sir.
As she bent down, her ponytail slid down her arm, trailing a faint scent.
Kennedy didn’t even look up; he had been working until he smelled the woman’s faint scent and realized someone had come in.
He looked up with a frown.
Alice then met him in full view, and Kennedy saw a delicate face.
So close.
Alice stared at him in awe, not looking away.
The recovery made her want to look at Kennedy some more.
-Stop it.
A sharp voice brought Alice back to reality and Kennedy looked at her mockingly.
Alice took a few steps back and shook her head.
-I’m sorry.
Kennedy laughed dismissively, as if he already knew what she was going to do, -You’re very smart.
Alice beat out a lot of interviewees to be the assistant secretary.
The important thing was that the fussy secretary, who had previously worked for Jorge Carlos, had gotten Alice through the interview.
Alice blinked, wondering what Kennedy was referring to.
Was it a reference to her tactics for joining the company?
Kennedy took an elegant sip of her coffee.
The aroma of the coffee filled her mouth…..
Kennedy squinted at Alice.
-Did you make this coffee?
-Yes,” Alice nodded unconsciously, then asked nervously. What’s wrong?
Seeing him frown and look displeased, Alice began to wonder if the coffee wasn’t good. Did she put sugar in her coffee?
No, she was being careful.
-Isn’t the coffee good? -Alice sized Kennedy up carefully and asked.
Kennedy didn’t answer her and looked at her with a complicated face.
-Salt.
-I beg your pardon?
Kennedy let her out without saying anything and she was startled. But looking into his cold eyes, Alice dared not say anything more, so she nodded and left the office.
Then Kennedy went on with her coffee.
When she finished, she looked at the cup in disbelief.
She hadn’t expected this strange woman to make coffee to her liking.
Kennedy unconsciously licked his lips and put the cup down.
***
Alice stirred as she returned to the secretary’s office, wondering what Kennedy was thinking. She thought it was because she had made bad coffee that Kennedy had that look on her face.
Alice then got up and headed for the coffee room.
She brewed another cup of coffee and tasted it, and it was delicious.
Just the way Kennedy liked it. Could memory loss change a person’s favorite taste?
But Alice’s biggest concern was her own mishandling. Next time she would be sure to taste the coffee before serving it to herself.
With this in mind, Alice made up her mind and returned to the secretary’s office with her coffee.
Soon it was time for work.
As soon as she arrived at the office, Giuliana received a call from the boss, demanding a cup of coffee.
After hanging up the phone, Giuliana ordered Alice.
-Prepare a cup of coffee.
-Okay,” Alice answered and headed for the coffee room. This time she tasted the coffee before handing it to Giuliana.