Chapter Seventy-Five: I Am Here

Marissa’s POV

“Mr. Montero, you have a meeting in the conference room with some of the board of directors. I think the properties you were selling in Pangasinan were affecting some businesses of yours. Do you want me to make a presentation, sir? The meeting will happen in about two hours,” I said while writing my notes. “Also, a client wants to file – Sir? Are you even listening to me?”

I was bothered when I saw him staring at me while lounging comfortably on his swivel chair. I had to raise my eyebrow and tilt my head to get his attention.

“Sir? Do you hear the words that are coming from my mouth?” I asked again.

“Yes, madame,” he said.

“Then why are you watching me like I am some entertaining TV show?”

“Because you are interesting to watch.”

I frowned at him, because this is the job I had for him for over the years, and now he decided to watch me, when before, he was focused on his paperwork. I leaned my hands on the desk to smile at him. Because leaning forward was intimate to h