Chapter 153 Alex on the rescue


    Alex''s eyes widened in panic as he saw the bucket slipping from the worker''s grasp. Without a second thought, he sprinted towards ire, shouting, "Watch out!"


    ire, slightly confused, noticed Alex''s gaze fixed on something above her. She looked up, and her eyes widened in horror. A few meters above her, the bucket was plummeting straight toward her head.


    Instinctively, Alex lunged at ire, pushing her out of the way. They rolled on the ground, with Alex skillfully shielding ire from the impact with his body. Onlookers outside, their faces filled with panic, watched the scene unfold like an action movie, praying the ident wouldn''t turn tragic.


    The bucket collided with the floor from a great height, shattering upon impact. It was filled with paint, which sttered everywhere. Alex couldn''t believe the close call. If the bucket had hit ire, it could have been disastrous. He looked down at her, concern etched on his face.


    "Are you okay?" he asked, his voice urgent.


    ire, her breathing rapidly, nodded her head. "I''m fine," she said, still in shock.


    Alex stood up first and then extended his hands to ire. She took them, and he pulled her up gently. Once she was steady on her feet, they realized they were still holding hands. They quickly pulled away, both feeling a bit awkward. ire cleared her throat. "Thank you, Alex."


    Before Alex could respond, the worker who had dropped the bucket approached them, his head hung low in guilt.


    "I''m so sorry, Ms. Peterson." he said, his voice trembling. "I was not careful enough."


    Alex''s eyes shed with anger. He was about to scold the worker, maybe even fire him, but ire spoke first, her tone professional and firm." It is okay," she said, looking the worker in the eyes. "Just be more careful next time." The worker nodded, relief flooding his face. "I will. Thank you, Ms. Peterson."


    Alex, still simmering with anger, took a deep breath. "You need to ensure this doesn''t happen again," he said sternly.


    "I promise it will not happened again, sir." the worker said, backing away.


    As the crowd began to disperse, still murmuring about the incident, Alex turned to ire. "That was too close," he said, his voice softer now. "Are you okay?" he asked, scanning her for any signs of injury. "You''re not hurt, are you?" ire shook her head, brushing off the dust from her blouse. "I''m fine," she assured him. Then she noticed the tear on the elbow of Alex''s suit. Pointing to it, she said, "Your elbow, though."


    Alex nced down at his elbow, seeing the rip and the scratch beneath. "It''s nothing," he said dismissively. "Just a scratch."


    ire opened her mouth to argue but then thought better of it. She simply nodded as she didn''t want to cause much fuss.


    Their brief exchange caught the attention of other employees, who quickly approached. One of ire''s employees, asked, "Ms. ire, are you alright?"


    ire gave a reassuring smile. "I''m fine. Just a minor mishap."Text ? owned by N?velDrama.Org.


    Another employee, a tall man named David, added, "If there''s anything we can do, just let us know."


    ire nodded. "Thank you, David. But everything is under control."


    Turning to Alex, ire insisted, "You should treat that wound before it gets worse."


    Alex hesitated, then nodded. "Alright. I''ll take care of it." He turned to the team. "Today''s meeting is done. We''ll continue tomorrow."


    As the group began to disperse, ire turned on her heels and started to leave. She nced back at Alex from the corner of her eye then headed inside the hotel site.


    The rest of the day went as usual. ire is back in her hotel room and back to working on her work. However, she couldn''t focus as the thought of Alex interrupted her mind since he was the one that saved her. ire feels grateful despite them hating each other, Alex still wanted to save her.


    The least she could do is to thank him beside, ire mother taught her to be kind when someone help you in danger. On the other hand, ire also need to talk to Alex regarding her employee ideas about the robot.


    Before ire could leave her room, she remembers that she doesn''t know Alex room number, so she used her skills to hack into the data system.


    ire could easily text Alex to ask him about his room number, but her ego is too big.


    After a few tense minutes, she managed to locate it. Sighing with relief, she jotted down the room number and quickly made her way out of the office.


    apier 153 Alex on the rescue


    At the hotel, ire stood in front of Alexander''s door, her heart pounding. She hesitated, wondering if she was making the right decision. This was a risky move, but she needed to discuss something important with him. After a few minutes of internal debate, she braced herself and knocked on the door.


    Within seconds, the door swung open, and Alex stood there, surprise evident on his face. "ire? What are you doing here?"


    Maintaining her professional demeanor, ire replied, "I need to talk to you about your hotel, Alex. It''s important."


    Alex nodded, stepping aside to let her in. "Come in, then."


    ire walked into the living room, ncing around briefly before sitting down on the couch. Alex offered her a drink, but she shook her head. "No, thanks. I won''t be long."


    Alex sat across from her, still in his white dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up. ire couldn''t help but notice a wound on his arm that looked red and irritated.


    Frowning, she pointed at it. "You haven''t taken care of that wound yet?"


    Alex looked at his arm and then back at her. "I was about to, but then you knocked on the door." He gestured to a first aid kit on the nearby table.


    ire nodded, but decided to shift the topic. "Right, anyway, I came to discuss your consideration of robots for your hotel."


    Alex leaned back, intrigued. "I was thinking about it, actually. It sounds like a good idea."


    ire continued, "My team had an idea. We only need the robot case; all the technology, including software, would be produced by Metacortex."


    Alex''s interest was piqued. "I like that idea. But where would we get just the robot case?"


    ire smiled slightly. "I have a few friends in the robotics field. I''m sure we can find someone interested, if the money is right."


    Alex nodded thoughtfully. "That sounds promising. I''d appreciate any updates on that."


    "Of course," ire replied. She then nced again at his wound. "Are you sure you don''t need help with that?"


    Alex shook his head. "It''s fine. I will take care of it once we are done."


    Silent settled upon them until ire broke the silence.


    "Thank you for saving me earlier. You know you don''t have to do that." ire said genuinely grateful for Alex rescue. "If I do not do that, you will get hurt, ire." "But your wound,"


    "As I said it is only a scratch."


    ire nodded. "Of course. I will be taking my leave then." She stood up from her seat which made Alex frown. "Already?"