Mental health

While he was lost in his world, downing himself with alcohol, Rock felt some steps getting closer to where he was seated in the VIP area of the high end bar. The steps suddenly paused beside him, causing his brows to crease. He didn't need to guess twice to know who it was.

"What are you doing here, Mrs. Whites? Shouldn't you be at home resting?" he asked, taking a sip of his drink.

"How did you know it was me even without looking up?" Katherine asked, staring curiously at her boss.

Rock dropped his glass on the table, looking up at her. "I don't need to look up to feel my secretary's presence. Your unique perfume is like a trade mark which my nose can never forget." he replied, winking at her.

Katherine felt her heart flip, her face heating up. She didn't expect such a reaction from the man.

"What are you doing here? Did Jason send you to me? He always knows how to get you to me. What's really going on between the two of you? Are you two dating or what?"

Katherine couldn't help