Grace froze in her tracks, her face turning pale. Seeing her, Claire hurriedly got off Alexander's lap.

Alexander looked up at Grace and his expression darkened. He said coldly, "Who gave you permission to come here?"

Grace gripped the tray tightly, "I came to bring you coff—"

Andrew, Alexander's other personal secretary, happened to arrive just then. "Ms. Morrison, did you come here deliberately?" he asked.

Grace immediately understood. ...