Noah was late to work and on getting to the office, his assistant was on seat, as expected. 

“Good morning, Noah,” she greeted sweetly. He dropped his phone on the table before her and shouted,

“What is the meaning of this message you sent to me?” he roared, fury written all over his face. 

Grace cocked her head in one direction and smiled dryly. This was a message she sent days ago. Why was he just seeing it? 

“You had better speak up! Again, what's with ...