"Alisa!" Allen took tissues to wipe his sweat in the studio and tiredly called her name after Alisa hung up his call.

"Is it over?" Alisa held her phone and typed quickly. She was a little impatient in her voice and was lazy to look at Allen. "Mr. Kevin has waited for you for nearly twenty minutes. Now, there is no need to go to a Western-style restaurant. Go directly to the Z hotel and wait for Mr.Kevin there."

Alisa had already finished texting when she was talking. She put the phone back into her pocket and picked up her bag on the chair to go outside.

"In the car, you take off your makeup. The cleansing oil, remover cotton, and other supplies are all there. As for the hair... in any case, you will be in the room in advance, so clean yourself up."

Allen did not say anything. He followed Alisa to her white Audi Q3 and they drove to the Z Hotel on the riverside.

Alisa was angry. Allen had grown accustomed to saying and doing less to be transparent at this time. He sat in the back seat and took two makeup wipes to remove his makeup wasted because of the heat.

When they drove halfway, he saw the neon-colored tall building of Z Hotel from afar. Alisa couldn’t help but resist but start counting down on Allen.

"I had not informed you in the last two days? I told you to be free today, free! But when Steve called you to help him, you went directly without informing me! Now that is terrible. We should have arrived ten minutes earlier to wait for Mr. Kevin, but now it turns out Mr. Kevin has waited for us for twenty minutes! Allen, you have such a thick face. The CEO who can earn millions of dollars in a minute waited for you for ten minutes!".

Allen still took the wet tissue to clean his face. It was so hot in the studio today that his eyeliner went away. When he wiped it out, he touched the corner of his eye, which made him feel pain.

Alisa had such a temper that she would say things directly without tolerance. But her anger did not affect her work. After the anger, she was still the noble and arrogant agent.

After Alisa expressed her anger, Allen almost cleaned off his face. He leaned back on the seat and tiredly covered his eyes with his hand. He whispered: "I apologize for this situation, Alisa. But since Steve is a buddy of mine, I feel obligated to assist him."

Alisa snorted coldly. She stepped on the gas pedal and drove out with other cars. "Don’t take Steve for a reason. How long have you known each other? You just played a TV drama together and became friends for a few months. Do you consider him as a true friend? I didn't want to rebuke you, but you should change your gentle temper! Otherwise, everyone will step on you for your softness."

Allen helplessly licked his lip. He also knew his mistakes that Alisa rebuked him many times. When Allen reflected on himself, he wanted to have a change. But when it came to the actual situations, he became the soft man again.

Anyway, Alisa was still a gentlewoman. Her words were hard, unlike her heart- soft. When they drove downstairs to Z Hotel, Alisa directed two instructions to Allen: "…Remember to ask him to wear a condom. If he has any quirks, don't endure it. Just get out. I will be in the room downstairs. We can give up this business; after all, your body is the most important."

Allen knew what the thing was when he touched them. Although he was awkward, he whispered: "Thank you." because of this concern.

The car quickly stopped downstairs at Z Hotel. Alisa took the room card at the reception. Then, they took the elevator to the upper floor. Before they get off the elevator, Alisa found a small round iron box from the handbag and threw it to Allen.

Allen opened the door with the room card, and the room in the dark lightened up immediately. He held the small box and stood at the entrance, sighing softly.

Alisa remembered giving him mints but did not remember that he worked overtime until now without eating anything.

How regretful he might feel to the future master if they made love halfway and he fainted from hunger?