CHAPTER ELEVEN

My first day at training was quite hectic. I had to learn how to walk properly, not until now did I notice there was something wrong about my walking steps. Mr. Marcus equally taught me how to serve food to my boss. I got to find out that Mr. Daniel loves his coffee black.

"I thought I am here as an assistant,and not a waitress." I had to ask the question that has been on my mind ever since we started this part of the training. Marcus looked stunned at my boldness, but he calmly answered, "Yes. You are meant to be just his assistant with specific roles, but then the need may arise where you will be required to specially serve your boss, and you shouldn't be lacking in any area, because it could lead to your disqualification."

What a job!, I grumbled to myself, because I was already exhausted.

"Are you sure you will be fit for this job?" He asked, after noticing the look on my face. "Yeah. I can do it."

After minutes of silence, he asked, "Is something wrong, Miss?" His eyes were fix