CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

"Men, I don't understand that guy. He is rude, authoritative, annoying... " a brunette girl who was older than Thelma stated. Yeah, it was an office gossip that was going on.

A young guy butted in, "He is so unpredictable and never smiles. Like come on! Is he some kind of robot? "

"How do you survive as his P.a?" A blonde middle-aged woman asked, scrunching her nose to show her disapproval.

Thelma shook her head and smiled, "Like I said earlier, he is not that bad if you get to know him. He is really nice. I am not even suffering as his assistant.... though he can be hot-tempered". Thelma's cheeks flushed as they all stared at her in awe.

"You mean, he is nice to you?" the brunette girl gasped.

"Yes! Sometimes...Mostly when he is in a good mood"

"He respects you?" The young man exclaimed and craned his neck, his eyes scanning her in