C10 MR. IMPOSTOR

"Well I had just arrived! How about you? What were you doing in my condo?" the man interrogated.

Alondra rolled her eyes. "Mr. Policeman, please give this man a coffee to wake him up. He's drunk. You'll see. My immediate is coming and you will all realize that this man is an impostor. I'll make sure he's the one who will end up in jail."

This guy is crazy to even pretend to be the owner. Damn, he could be a con artist, for all she know! Once Tracy gets here, she will prove them she's not a paid-woman and this man man will spend the night in prison getting his drunk ass shit together.

She was about to give her statements when Tracy arrived. Alondra met her halfway. "Ma'am, please help me. It was i who was almost raped by a trespasser, yet I'm being accused of being a prostitute."

Her face turned red in anger. " I can't believe such a thick-faced guy exist! Where? Where's that guy? The nerve. I'll have Duterte (the current president of the Philippines) erase his face. I'll make sure to put him to his place."

"That's him." She said while pointing at the man.

With big steps, Tracy approached the man. Her lips curves in a smirk. Let's see if this man didn't regret what he did after she's done with him. She won't fall for his good-looking face. She had a handsome husband after all. "You... you deserved to be electric... " she looked at the man's face. M-Micah? Micah, you're back?" She touched his cheeks. "I didn't recognize you. You're skin got darker. What happened to you? You're growing grass on your face now?"

"It's just a few stubble."

"We were worries about you. We thought you don't have plans to go back to the Philippines. Today's your birthday and you didn't even inform us that you'll be back. I could have prepared for a welcome party."

Tracy hugged him. "It's good to see you home."

"Tracy, can you prove them that I am really Micah Bergonia, the owner of the penthouse B unit in Robinson's Tower?" The man said full of confidence as he stared at her.

"Of course. He's Micah Bergonia, my cousin." What is the problem? What happened exactly?" Tracy asked.

Micah? Micah Bergonia is the name of her big boss. Home. So this meant that his guy is Tracy's cousin, her big boss? Drat! He was so handsome and she almost saw every inch of his body earlier. His drool-worthy body!

But she knocked him down, thought he was a ghost and almost totally made him impotent. It looked like she would be thrown in the streets soon. What was she going to do? He had every reason to kick him out of his house. She didn't have anywhere to go and worst she might just lose her job.

"There was an incident that he was being extorted by a prostitute." The policeman told Tracy.

"Ma'am, I am not a prostitute." She defended. "You can attest to that. I am a decent woman."

"Who is this woman anyway?" Micah asked in a high pitched voice.

Tracy moves to her side. "She's my new assistant. Alondra Enriquez. I already told you that I will hire an assistant, right?"

"So what is she doing in my condo? Don't tell me my home is now an extension of your office." Micah's eyebrows raised. "Or is it that Miss Enriquez here has an extra job."

Alondra's eyes widened. "It's not what you think, Sir! I don't have an idea what you're talking about."

"I am asking my cousin, Miss. Not you." Micah said in a cold voice.

Jerk! Was it wrong to explain my side? Was it wrong to defend myself.? He was accusing her inappropriately.if he wasn't her boss, she would've sent him flying with a kick.

Tracy just smiled. "Micah, Alondra had no where else to go. The boarding house she lives in was aught fire and was burned to ashes that's why she's staying at your condo for the meantime."

"What? And you didn't even bother to tell me?"

Tracy rolled her eyes at him. "I sent you message to your email. Did you not see?"

"I don't have time for that."