71. Says the pervert

David’s POV.

I spent long hours in my office today, checking the statistical progress of the latest Truman cars that had been on the market since the advertisement was released.

Reports came in from left, right, and center and I had my mind fixated on it. In between, though, my lips would part with smiles.

Progress, I thought to myself while seeing the number of demands for the cars especially from nursing mothers, and the numbers that had already been sold which was not less than a million cars.

“This is awesome,” I muttered to Charity who was standing across from me.

“Yes, boss. It is.” Charity hummed in agreement with him.

I couldn’t break my gaze away from the reports.

I was on it until nightfall. That was how much of a workaholic I am today. However, the moment ended when Claire barged into my office.

“Don’t tell me you buried your head in work throughout today.” She sighed as she came closer.

My body itched at the sight of her. Her presence reminded me of the fuck I promised her