The Wrong address

"Sir, I hope there is no problem?" He asked.

"No. No problem."

"Let me call her former boss to check her file, then I will send you the address."

"Thank you so much," Alex said and he waited inside his car. As he waited, he used his right fingertips to hit the surface of his steering.

"I should have told her all this while." He thought. "Was there no need to keep that bracelet in the first place? No. No… Why was I so careless? I need to look for her and apologize. She has the right to be angry. She has become the woman after my heart. I love her intensely."

Then the ringing of his phone broke his thoughts. It was the former manager of Elisa.

"Good afternoon Sir. My friend called me to forward the address of my Miss Elisa to you. I hope it is not what I am thinking Sir."

"And what is that?" Alex asked.

"That she must have taken away some of your valuables or she was careless in handling things. That young lady made us lose millions of dollars because of her negl