Aspen grumbled, "Ugh! This is so annoying! Andrew, you bastard! Just go to hell already…"

She pounded her fists into the cartoon pillow in front of her, venting her frustration.

Her small but perfectly shaped chest pressed against the mattress, bouncing slightly with each hit. It was just too bad Andrew was not here to appreciate the view.

Just then, her laptop on the desk chimed.

Aspen pushed herself up, straightened the hem of her tight skirt, and walked over to check the screen. She mumbled, "A video call? And it's from Ms. Garcia? What could this be about?"

Puzzled, she clicked 'Accept.'

Chantelle's face immediately appeared on the screen. "Ms. Stevens, I hope I'm not disturbing you!"

Aspen leaned closer, her tone wary. "Ms. Garcia, is there something urgent? Just get straight to the point."

Chantelle shook her head. "Nothing urgent. I just wanted to encourage you to give Andrew a little boost."

Aspen frowned. "Give Andrew a boost? How exactly am I supposed to do th