Chapter 439

Anne's body was stiff, and the beating of her heart was heavy and uneasy. Just when she was about to suffocate, she heard the voice of Anthony, "Pour me a cup of coffee." Anne was stunned. Was he speaking to her? Ah yes, she and Anthony were the only ones in the office, and Anthony would never do such a thing himself. "I'm... not professional." "Then find a way to make it professional," Anthony said ruthlessly. Anne turned around and left the office to pour him coffee. She was no stranger to the pantry. She had used it before. There were water dispensers and a variety of tea, coffee, and coffee machines. There were ground coffee beans in the refrigerator. Anne had not made coffee herself, but she had seen her coworkers make coffee many times before. Filtering the coffee, adding creamers and sugar, and finally stirring. She sniffed the edge of the cup with her nose. It was quite fragrant. When she went to the office with coffee, Anne turned her head to the left