Livia Washington's Point of View"P-Personal assistant?" Ajax took out a small business card from his pocket. He lifted his hand and gave it to me, which I quickly accepted. Now, his name, the address of the company, as well as his contact number, were intact. He was calmly sitting in his chair, waiting for my answer. "But you have your rude secretary. I can't find the reason for you to seek a personal assistant, Mr.” I said, emphasizing the word rude. Ajax craning his neck, he put his two elbows on each side of his swivel chair whilst staring at me. "Secretaries and personal assistants have the same jobs. Secretaries work in the office, whilst personal assistants derive from the word itself. The work you will be dealing with was affiliated with me personally." His clarification about the job was somehow helpful. Well, I'm just stupid not to find out quickly, but instead, I asked for the differences. I stood straight, trying to think of any alternative way, but there was none.
Ajax Steel's Point of View Helios, my friend came inside my office with a huge smile on his face. He seemed happy, however, he wasn't always like this so I was shocked when he visited. Normally, I was the one who came to his office but he visited me. "How's Andre?" he asked the moment he sat down on my sofa, pouring a small portion of alcohol in his hand. I spoke, "Good." "How about you?" "Good." I answered without a few more words. Helios' eyebrows twitched, it seems like he was some sort of curious to things which doesn't make sense. "Just Good? Don't you have any news you wanna share?" I have, actually. But I'm thinking whether to tell him or not. Right after what happened between Livia and I that night, I think of her each day. As I was standing in front of my huge glass walls and the view in front of me, I veered around to take a glimpse of my friend whilst both my hands were inside my pocket. Helios was sitting on my sofa, his thighs were crossed while his one hand was
Livia Washington's Point of ViewThe first day of the week has been the irking day for me since I was in grade school. I refused to wake up early just because I had to attend school early in the morning and then I got it until now I'm working. I hate Mondays. It's not really my thing, believe me. Especially when teachers asked for students to wear their uniforms often during that day and I just realized bosses require a dress code as well. Fortunately, I had my alarm clock with me who woke me up the moment it rang. As I was preparing my food after I took a bath, it was when I received a message from an unknown number. It wasn't an unknown number entirely as we had a past conversation. I hoisted my eyebrows when I saw it was Louis, Ajax's secretary who dropped me off at 6:23 in the morning. "Make sure to come into the office before the call time. Please come to the office before 7 to make a good impression on your new boss. Besides, you'll take over my work if I can't come to the
Livia Washington's Point of ViewHe had a bunch of work to do. On my own estimation, I bet I've been standing here for quite an hour now, assisting him to sign the papers while I flip it all over. It's not that I was complaining; I did this back then to our manager, who was kind of busy as well. "Livia," he called out my name in a low tone. I jolted in shock and stood up straight. "Yes—I mean, sir?" He took a deep breath and put down the pen. "It's lunch. You can go eat at the cafeteria." My eyes widened. "Is the lunch free?" "Yeah." Since I got late, I immediately got my bag, which was on top of the table, and was on my way outside when I froze on my location as Ajax's words ceased me. "You're coming out right away?" he asked, hoisting his eyebrows. I blinked my eyes thrice. I was about to put my bag back on the top of the table when he spoke. "No need. Just take your break and be sure to come back at 1:30. I’ll be having an important meeting back then." As soon as I got ou
Livia Washington’s Point of View I was completely in the dark about the reprimand that he was going to issue. After I had texted him that I was having stomach trouble, I went outside the building and sat on a bench underneath a tree while eating ice cream. I was been here after I had also told him that I had a bad stomach. Despite the fact that I instructed Rue to convey the information to them, I was uncertain as to whether or not Ajax had knew it due to his initial response to me over the phone. Vanilla is my favorite flavor, and ice cream is my comfort food when I need to relax and chill down. When I have a lot of things going through my head, I often turn to the food that I eat as a way to distract myself for a couple of minutes. After all, eating that makes us feel better makes it easier to meditate. The penalty that Ajax had mentioned to me over the phone continued to irritate me. I was late earlier, and he was unhappy about it; but, when the lunch arrived, I didn't mind the
Livia Washington's Point of View "Let's go?" I spoke to my friend Janice, who was still examining her appearance in front of the enormous mirror and moved the conversation forward. Because of the clothes she was wearing at the time, she was unable to proceed. My friend had a lot of stuff that she dropped off her cabinet while we were just about to head out since we are going to be buying a lot of goods that we will need. Since my employer has instructed me to share an apartment with him, I suppose I will have no choice but to comply with his wishes. I was merely wearing a plain cropped shirt at the time, and I paired it with high-waisted bottoms. "You know what, you ought to dress up a little bit more.” She said this while we were sitting inside her car and arched her eyebrows as she spoke. "One thing that I noticed, Archer often drifts his eyes on you whenever you wear clothes which indicate a little spice on it," she said. "This is something that I noticed." I scoffed at him. "
Livia Washington’s Point of View Janice drove me to his house as planned and dropped me off there. His quarters were located on the highest floor of the most renowned and luxurious apartment in the nation. So, what should I anticipate happening? My good friend was the one who assisted me in bringing the stuff that we had just purchased back to the car. When I arrived here for the very first time, I was taken aback. I came in here earlier, about five o'clock in the afternoon, and it is almost seven o'clock in the evening now. The glass walls in this room were also illuminated, as were all of the room's lights. make it such that the city lights can be seen. They claimed that Sherrington is one of the most well-known and opulent apartment complexes in the entire nation. If one is to judge by the bottom floor as well as the other locations, then it is clear that only wealthy people like him are permitted to enter. "I can't believe how nice your boss's place is, girl!" My eyebrows imme
Livia Washington’s Point of View The entire day passed without my having to do anything. Ajax informed me that I am permitted to touch objects so long as I do not cross the line. He told me that I am already elderly and that I should refrain from engaging in activities that could put me in a predicament that I wouldn't be able to handle or that would be outside of his expectations. I was currently sitting on the ground while washing down all of the picture frames, his cabinets, and other items that were within his penthouse when I came across a large cabinet that contained his records as well as his accomplishments. When I saw the trophy, which was exclusively given to those who had achieved great achievement, my jaw fell. I looked at it a few times before a random thought occurred to me. I stared at it until a memory came to me. It was the same award that had previously caused Archer to get frustrated since, rather than falling into his lap, it was presented to another individual.