Traizle I stopped walking in front of the building. "You can do it, Traizle." I told myself, shrugging off the nervousness I was feeling. I started to walk to the building. Entering the entrance kills me already. "Good morning, Ma'am." A man greeted me. "Ah, good morning?" I answered, not sure what to say after. Looking at him from head to toe, he is wearing casual clothes. He is also standing beside the entrance. Did the guard ask him to stand by for him for a while? "Excuse me," I told him. "Can you tell me where Zarsuelo's office is?" I asked. "I will guide you to his office. Please follow me." The man answered and led the way. I am in Zarsuelo's company today. Since I told him, I would work for him. After a week of resting, I decided to start working. He already gave me my first monthly salary, and with that salary, I was able to fully pay our house rent, as well as our electric and water bills. About the man I bumped my motorcycle into, I was called to the police sta

Traizle "If our sales are low, would commercials and giving out some flyers be a good strategy for now?" I suggested—almost interrupting their own meeting. Yeah, own. Zarsuelo instructed me to see first so that I would know how the meeting went and could follow up next time. "You somehow got a point. It's been years since we did a commercial." Aeron coincides with my suggestion, the marketing manager of Grand Finance. "About giving out flyers, I can manage that one. I know some people who are good at that work. We can also gain new customers with those strategies I have mentioned." I added, to make it more credible. Aeron smiled at me. "We will take account of that one," he replied. "That is the end of my report for today." Aeron added. "Okay, since it is not alarming. We can still think of any ideas on how to gain new customers. Well, I can say that we are still doing good. Losing one percent does not affect me at all," Zarsuelo said, standing up from his seat. "I will be

Traizle "It's been a month since you visited the restaurant, Traizle." Linda said, sulking a little. It has been a month since I started working at Grand Finance as Zarsuelo's secretary. "I am sorry about that. I have been busy with my work." I answered, apologizing to them. We, Kim, Linda, and I, decided to hang out today. It is also my day off, so I can hang out with them. It is also Sunday. Lyndon can take care of Layzen while I am gone. "Everyone is missing you in the restaurant, even the manager is asking for you." Linda said. "How's work in the restaurant?" I asked. "The usual." they answered. "No bad things happened, and we are thankful for that." Kim added. "If it happens again, we will be doomed. You are not working in the restaurant anymore. We must deal with them even if we are frightened.” Linda continued. I grinned at them. "You can just tell me you missed me too much. You guys are babbling too much." I told them. I can't help but to laugh at their acting s

Traizle Zarsuelo suddenly embraced me. "Mentioning someone who is not worthy of your voice can make them sound worthwhile," Zarsuelo said. "Don't be mad at me for hugging you. Let me do it for a minute." he added. To lessen the awkwardness I am feeling, I am doing my things quickly. My heart is beating fast as if I am running endlessly. I can hear the beatings of my own heartbeat. I hope he can't hear it. I would die of embarrassment if he did. "You are so fluffy, and you smell so good. What shampoo or perfume are you using?" He commented. I hit his hands that were embracing me. "You can now stop hugging me." I told him. I could feel him shaking his head behind me. "Can we still stay for a few minutes? I still wanted to hug you. You are skinny yet fluffy. Be my wife, I will promise to be good and handsome as always." He said, so I hit his arm hard enough to cause him to remove his hands from me. "Ouch! You are ruining the lovey-dovey moments we are having!" He complained. "

Traizle They smile at my compliments. Seeing them happy makes me happy too. I did not know that working here could make me gain friends I never thought of having. Maybe because of Zarsuelo's influence, I can't even see an employee who is more serious than him. They are all friendly and fun to talk to. Aeron and his team showed me their plan for the commercial and the example flyer that will be used afterwards. "It is excellent," I commented, after reviewing the video plan. "It will be more of a high quality after taking this one with the chosen celebrity." I added. I looked at the sample flyer and examined it. "You guys did well, I can't say anything with this sample already. You deserve a thumbs up." I complimented their hard work. They really prepared for this. "Do you want me to show this to Zarsuelo?" I asked them. Their expression quickly turned to tense. "Do you think he will like it?" Anna asked. I nodded. "He is dumb if he will not," I said, laughing. "Aeron, co