Chapter 220

"Where to?" Heather wasn't in the zone at the time.

"You've been my secretary for so long and you aren't even willing to hold a document for me?" Tyrone asked as he raised his eyebrow.

It was not because she was unwilling to hold it, but when she remembered that she still had something to ask him, he said nothing and walked behind him with the document on her arm.

The two of them entered Tyrone's study one after another.

Tyrone sat down in the chair and then pulled her over, making her sit on his thigh. He held her in his arms, his chin right at the nape of her neck. He sniffed her sweet scent without alerting her, and his hand played with hers.

"When did you wake up?"

Heather looked at him. His handsome face was still as captivating. He was wearing a fitting, hand-tailored black suit, looking as graceful as ever. From the looks of it, he was not in an angry mood.

Lucy said that Heather had yelled at Tyrone. She was sure it wasn't something fake, but he wasn't angry at all afte