Gladys was late again, making Cecilia wonder if she'd be late for work too. Cecilia kept silent about it, and Alston could easily guess why. He never cared about Cecilia's life or death anyway.
"I've said it before, my secretary is not here to cater to your whims," Alston asserted aggressively, making Cecilia almost wonder if he knew she had kicked him out of bed last night.
Cecilia felt cornered by Alston's aggression. "Would it be alright if I went to the nearby mall to buy you some clothes, sir?"
Alston grudgingly nodded.
Cecilia hurried off to the mall, keeping Gladys in mind. She returned quickly with a shirt and a pair of trousers. The clothes fit Alston perfectly, as if Cecilia had measured him beforehand. The style of the shirt was simple yet elegant, indicating Cecilia's good taste despite the rushed purchase.