09. Caught or Not

I walked out of my apartment building where I found a posh car waiting which I have never seen here before. I doubt it’s applicable for most of the people here in New York. Because as far as I remember, this car was launched only a few days back and also not many people can afford it. When I walked near the car, I found a properly dressed chauffeur was waiting.

I need to work really hard to match Mr. Johnson’s level. When his mere chauffeur is this organized, I could imagine how perfect his workers would be and here I’m gonna be his personal assistant. I need to keep everything as per his taste.

“Miss. Martin?” The chauffeur asked, walking near me.

I was lost in my thoughts, and as a result I forgot that I needed to introduce myself to him. I came back to my senses when he asked me. I’m sure he had seen me gaping the car. I made myself embarrassed once again in front of a stranger. I really need to learn to control myself and behave properly.

“Yes. Mr. Johnson must have sent you