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MEETING THE BOSS

Penulis: Lizzy Aik
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-09-20 20:08:36

Loretta

I was back at my desk, typing up the notes from the meeting earlier today. I was halfway through when I noticed Logan at the entrance of my desk. He hadn’t knocked or cleared his throat. He just stood there, silent, until I looked up.

“Mr. Prescott asked that you bring the notes to him yourself,” he said plainly.

My hands paused on the keyboard. “Me?”

“Yes, he said you should bring them once you’re done.” His tone was casual, but his eyes rested on me a little too long, as if waiting to see if I would panic.

“I will finish them right away,” I said quickly.

“Do that now,” he added, “and after that, send the files I asked you to work on this morning to me.” He turned to leave but then paused. “You know, this will be your first time in his office. No funny acts, or you will be fired in the blink of an eye. Behave yourself.”

He didn’t wait for me to answer. He just walked away.

I exhaled slowly, turning back to my computer. My heart gave a little jump, but I forced my fingers to m
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