Mastering The Secretary 소설 & 이야기

Caspian Lund hadn't even had the chance to speak when his secretary already jumped in. "Ms. Leclair, I know you're older and can't handle alcohol, so I specially prepared this drink for you." I shot her a sharp glare and snapped, "Shut up. This isn't your place to speak." Instantly, Susie Winters shrank timidly behind Caspian. "Cas, why is Ms. Leclair so harsh? I didn't mean anything by it…"

“They won’t.” “I need your word for it.” “You got it.” “Okay.” I inhaled deeply and said, “So, I’m listening.” “Excellent.” His smile turned warm when he said, “I need you to be my secretary.” I blinked furiously. “I’m sorry—what?” He stepped closer, his face stern again. “I’m in need of a secretary. A personal assistant. And I’d like to hire you.” “B-but, why?” I swallowed. “I mean, I’m just a convenience store part-timer! What do I know about being a secretary to the CEO of a global powerhouse that has a strong influence in our country’s economics and politics?!”

Seemed to be looking for something or maybe someone. Alby's crooked smile appeared. "Oh, I'm sorry. My secretary has a little business, maybe a little late." He said making Zavier nod in understanding. "And this is Adriana Lynn, my secretary." Zavier introduced his secretary who immediately shook Alby's hand formally. Saying his name while giving a small smile before sitting back down. "What about what I told Jean? Have you agreed, sir?" Zavier open the conversation. His gaze was hopeful. Seemed to be looking forward to it.

Now I would have to deal with at least twenty women begging for the job. ** "Hired. A woman about 32 years old, delicate, responsible, organized, experienced, and with a good record. That's all I need in one woman. "Thank you very much, from this moment on I will get up to speed, I will ask for the information with Grace and all her standards. Excuse me. I nodded and watched her walk away. I like her. I dialed Grace back from my desk. "I already have a secretary Grace, take care of her this afternoon.

“Your coffee” “Take a sip” He ordered “Excuse me?” “How do I know you’re not trying to poison me? Take a sip” “If I seemed like the type to poison your coffee then why did you send me and not your secretary in the first place?” She asked and at his glare she added “Sir” “My secretary got fired” no “You fired George?!” Her eyes bulged. It seemed like his special ability was shocking her “Yes. Now sip” She took the cup carefully and took a sip. Then forced herself to swallow. So bitter “There. I didn’t try to poison you” She wanted to put it back on his table but he stopped her

Helen stared at the email on her screen, reading it twice before it truly sank in. Dear Helen, We’re pleased to offer you the position of Secretary at Cole Designs… Helen stared at the screen. Once. Twice. Her eyes scanned the words again, slower this time, as if they might disappear if she blinked too fast. “No…” she whispered under her breath. Her fingers loosened. The phone slipped—tilting dangerously in her hand before she caught it just in time, her heart lurching up into her throat. “Oh my God…” She pushed herself upright on the bed, the sheets tangling around her legs as her breathing grew uneven.

he said, shaking his head slightly, as if regretting his company's decision to hire me as his secretary. "Well, sorry," I mumbled under my breath, unable to resist the sarcastic retort, knowing full well that he had heard me. He straightened up in his chair and slid a thick stack of papers across the desk towards me. I took them and quickly retreated to my assigned workspace, my mind reeling. "That's a list of your duties as my secretary," he said, his voice devoid of any warmth or emotion. As I flipped through the pages, my eyes widened in disbelief. Seriously? There was an impossible amount of work listed here.

I just nodded, no rooms for words to be uttered. " Good afternoon everyone! I am Felicity Centola, the new secretary of our very owned CEO of Mc Company- Mr. Damon McCartny Becket. My pleasure to be here with you.", I started my speech in front of the board members of the company and to the other authoritative person who will be joining this meeting. I glanced at Damon before I continue to talk. I can feel my legs are trembling but I still manage to stand confidently. I don't wanna be embarrassed and failed my job as a secretary.

He told me. I opened the books and just from their first pages, I knew they would discuss extensively how to be a perfect Secretary which made me happy. I had always loved to read though so getting two different books didn't faze me at all. Fryster crossed his arms and closed his eyes "That will be all for today. Your training will go on for a month and after that, You will start your Secretary's work properly. Do you understand?" He imitated the tone of a strict teacher which made me want to laugh.

I caught his confused frown and sighed. "So, what did she do?" I asked, feigning interest, when in reality, I'd rather not hear about it at all. He widened his eyes again and started talking animatedly. "Well, I was on my way to your supply closet when I saw her standing outside of it, with three cleaning staff before her. She was teaching them the proper way to address her. Man, I remember her exact words. 'You should know how to address your seniors. I'm the secretary of the CEO so you should address me as such. Okay, try it now. Ma'am. Not m-a-m, it's m-a'-a-m, with an apostrophe.' As if she can detect the presence of that apostrophe while they're speaking"