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thought Amanda. Adam then gave him a parchment. Amanda frowned as she read the parchment. "What are these numbers and words? Journal? Accountancy? Asset? balance sheet? Capital? Cash flow? What's this?" she thought. Adam caught Amanda's confused expression, "You don't understand? It's just a simple Journal that any cowherd can do. Are you more-"

"OMG! You are a daughter to Mr. Williams Leonard, the CEO of Ecstasy and the manager to Billiards industry? I can't believe it I am star struck!, but what could you be doing in Balor of all places?" "I just want to be here, live on my own." "Oh, I know that feeling dear, welcome again to Balor and FC, the two coolest places in the world!" Vada gave her a fake smile as she settled down on her desk, when Karen made for her station too, she dressed her brows as she rubbed her temple in fatigue. She was so done. She began with the entries on her desk, FC created applications and websites for entrepreneurs and many other companies for easy access, payments and communication with their customers,

“I was working as a bookkeeper for a few years before I was employed by Peterson Properties. Do you need to know the company?” “No need” Tiffany responds as Cheryl turns to face her. There was a small amount of relief on her face as she didn’t want to explain why she left in the first place; although she figured it will come out eventually. “Are you familiar with Xero?” “Xero, MYOB and Reckon” Cheryl answers Tiffany with a smile. “If you know one accounting system; you know them all. It’s a matter of which you prefer to use. I myself prefer Xero, but I know bookkeepers and accountants who prefer MYOB or Reckon.”

What the hell was Dad doing? She thought having visibility into the business’s bank accounts would give her the whole picture, but she realized that business finances were nothing like personal finances. “Look at your general ledger, which should have every transaction in and out of your company. Most people use accounting software, like QuickBooks.”, the banker said. This made Celine laugh. “My dad carries cash for everything and refuses to use e-banking. He only uses a computer for email. There is no way he is using QuickBooks.”, she said. Frustrated with her dad’s old-school management style.

“These for bookings?” She popped her gum, smirked. “Yeah. Whatever you’re into.” A wild thought sparked, reckless, perfect. I leaned in, lowered my voice. “Do you have lesbians?” Her smirk widened. “As many as you want.” I flipped through the booklet, heart kicking. Faces blurred until one stopped me cold, a blonde, 28, green eyes sharp enough to cut, lips full, body lean and strong. Amanda. Ten years older than me. I liked that. I love her body shape.

The woman leaned her back against the back of her work chair and closed her eyes. "Me and Darko do not have any relationship. How can a friend give shares of a large company for free? Appa will not just believe it." muttered Amanda. "Ottoke?" Amanda ruffled her hair in frustration. Amanda tries to focus herself on the work that is waiting to be done. That woman chose to hurry within the next week in order to complete all her deadlines. *** For the past week, Amanda has been busy, immersed in her work. Although there were a few things that shifted her focus.

He pauses with confusion and scratches his head. "You idiot," Nammy sighs as she stands up from her seat to check what he did wrong. "It says 'Murder Amanda, no one dies, Yours...' I'm guessing this '49' is just the number '49' because there are only twenty-six letters in the english alphabet." She glances at Keith with a smile, "'Murder Amanda, No one dies, Yours49'"

She lifts her head up as we approach, her cheeks turning red when she catches sight of Gabe behind me. “Hey, Boss. Good morning,” she says with a smile. I give her a hug “Hello, Amanda.” “Hey, Gabe…” she whispers, and the two of them just stare at each other for a few moments until I break the silence. “Hey, Amanda,” Gabe adds softly, settling on her left side. “Do we have any new clients?” I ask as I slide into the chair on her right, leaning to peek at her screen. “Yes,” she says, using her fingers to point. “These two are in Wyoming. They want to purchase some items off the website.”

“Can you explain to me properly why I need to be your secretary? I mean, maybe you can find someone else— ” “Are you complaining? Everything you buy is free and one more thing, I'm just being nice to you so you can send something to your family. I am not going to donate for them so you should be the one providing them, if you don’t want to do it I can take back the job I gave you— ” “No. I mean, I will learn to be your secretary. ” Amanda smiled slyly and went to the shop. "You should follow me and stop complaining." Amanda stopped when she heard what Byron said. She didn't speak again when she remembered what Byron said that she was only given a job in her favor because she also really plan