Love Slave to My Devil CEO Boss 18+

Going Easy on Me

I gasped as I covered my mouth with my hand when I saw Ace’s short message that told me to wait for

him where I was because he was going to come over and see me. Instinctively, I turned around and

started scanning the crowd of people walking by as if I expected to see Ace among them. He had just

sent the message, so it didn’t make sense for him to be here already. Although I knew that very well, I

couldln’t stop myself from looking around in search for him as my heart began racing faster in my

chest.

The moment of excitement quickly past and was replaced by a slight sense of dread when I thought of

how unfruitful my attempt was in coming here. Ace would probably ask me questions and I didn’t want Belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

to tell him just how useless my attempt had been. My mind quickly raced to think of something to tell

him that wouldn’t sound too unimpressive. Some passerby gave me curious looks as they walked past

me while I shifted nervously from one foot to another. Time seemed to tick by at a slower pace as I

stood there waiting for Ace to make his appearance.

It didn’t take long until I spotted Ace approaching me. He was either close to this place or he walked

from the office at a much faster pace than I did earlier. Ace lifted a hand up and waved in my direction. I

lifted my hand and waved back to him hesitantly as I tried to put on my best smile. He would probably

ask me what I was doing here, and I didn’t have anything impressive to tell him apart from my little

failure of a mission. That dreadful thought didn’t stop my heart from skipping a beat in excitement at

seeing Ace.

“What are you doing out here?” he asked when he came to stand right in front of me.

I knew it. I knew that he would ask me something like this right away.

“This is the closest spot where our commercial is on display…” I replied before pursing my lips

together.

Ace’s eyes glanced over at the large screen behind me before shifting back to rest on my face. He had

a slightly thoughtful look on his face that made me feel like he was about to ask me more questions.

“So, why did you decide to come here?” he asked while sounding very casual.

A few people walked past us as I tried to find the right words and hide the sense of dread at how

unproductive I had been. I wondered if Ace had already figured out the next move for the team while I

was just standing here.

“I thought that I might learn something from talking to the people who saw our commercial here…” I

replied in a small voice.

Ace turned to look at the people that walked by without paying any attention to the large screen where

our commercial was playing before his eyes refocused on my face again. My throat felt dry, and I knew

that he was going to ask me even more pressing questions.

“Did you find out anything useful?” he asked.

“No, I didn’t. People here don’t seem to pay much attention to the commercial and since I’ve been

standing here, I haven’t seen a single person stop to actually watch the commercial. Because of that, I

haven’t had the chance to ask anyone any questions…” I admitted sadly.

“Well, that’s too bad but it isn’t really your fault. No need to sound so down. When Julianna wanted to

place our commercial here, I had already expected that things would turn out this way. She still wanted

to give it a try, though…” Ace replied before he smiled a little my way.

I knew that he was probably saying that in part to make me feel a little better. It surprised me how kind

Ace had gotten and I didn’t quite mind that he was going easy on me from time to time. Hopefully, he

appreciated the fact that I tried even if my efforts didn’t quite yield any useful results.

“It’s a little sad that I didn’t manage to learn anything, though. What about you? I bet your walk was

more productive than mine…” I inquired with genuine interest.

“I would say so. I just stopped by the war room to talk to Julianna before joining you here,” he replied

like it was nothing.

“Did you come up with any ideas?” I pressed further.

“I gathered some files for Julianna that might help her for reference. She’s going through them now with

her team so we can relax a little and expect great things,” Ace said before flashing me a confident

smile.

“Were there many past projects that needed to draw in donations just like this one?” I asked in wonder.

Apart from the yearly Ashford competition where the amount of donations was part of the winning

criteria, I haven’t heard of many commercial projects that had this as a requirement. I wondered if there

were other cases that may be useful aside from the what the company worked on for the Ashford

competition in the previous years.

“Not many but there are definitely a few that we did well on. Julianna was luckily involved in one of

those projects last year. Of course, because of how profit-oriented our company is we don’t get to deal

with this type of project all that often,” he replied while sounding quite regretful.

“I guess it’s a little more fun when you’re not trying to hard sell anything in your commercial, right?” I

asked to see what Ace thought.

After working with him for a while, I still wasn’t quite sure what Ace preferred when it came to work. He

was just so capable of anything that it seemed like he could make any project work out. On top of that,

he had been working on all projects as demanded by the company’s key clients regardless of their

nature. Surely, there has been a good mix of projects; however, most of them are aimed at pushing

sales of products or services.

--To be continued…