Novel My Introvert Presdir Novels & Stories

I sat for more than an hour or two in front of my laptop, scrambling my fingers on the laptop keyboard, hoping to finish my novel before the year ends. Whenever I have a chance, I will go here to the coffee shop with my so-called introverted starter pack which includes the following: a cup of coffee or tea, a book, a pencil, and a laptop. I have the peculiar talent of speaking to no one and plainly sitting down for hours working on my novel and then reading books whenever my brain runs out of ideas. And if reading does not work, then I will take a walk, a long walk.

CHAPTER 33 “How about you? How’s your life before?” this is the time where I will be found out new information... “Our family is just simple. There’s nothing special.” He answered. I think he’s not comfortable talking about his life. I looked at his eyes and he looks serious. “Are you really an introvert person?” I asked him. I was shocked because of what I’ve asked him. “OMG, I’m sorry” I added. “No, it’s okay. Yes, I am an introverted person. I prefer being alone and thinks about various things” He answered. Yes, that’s really him.

He knew he wasn't going to make me stop, so the least he could do was take me the way I am. “How's your intern doing, by the way? Isn't she bored over there?’ “Bored?” I scoffed. That was the last thing I thought Claire would ever be. How was that possible when I was entertaining her every day and she happened to be enjoying it? “Because it wouldn't be easy being there all along.” “Trust me.” I tapped on the table. “She is anything but bored. She is an introvert as well and doesn't mind.” “Is that it?” I could tell the tinge of suspicion that laced his words as he glared at me.

When the new intern, Felix Madden, hears that I'm going back to my hometown for the Thanksgiving weekend and won't be home in my fully paid-off luxury lakeview apartment, he goes out of his way to cozy up to me. "Come on, Carl. Your place is going to be empty anyway. Why not let my parents stay there for a few days during the holiday? It'll save them the cost of paying for a hotel," Felix says. Worried that my belongings might be tampered with, I politely turn him down. His expression darkens slightly, and he mutters under his breath, "Fine. If you won't lend it to me, I'll find my own way." I don't think much of it at the time. Then, on the first day of the holiday, the property manage

I stood on the side and waited. "Miss, i think it's my first time to saw you. Are you new here?" A woman asked when she noticed me. "Y-yeah, I'm new." "Which department are you in? I don't see you among the interns." "Um..." I was a little hesitant to say my position, but maybe there is nothing wrong if they know about it. "I-I'm not an intern... I'm the newly hired executive secretary." The people in the restroom were stunned and were surprised. They started to looked at me up and down.

Finally, I looked at Lyra and John, who were just standing there with no interest. "Thanks for coming!" "It's our duty!" John responded, and Lyra rolled her eyes; I did not expect much more from her. Julian introduced me to his business partners and clients. I kept my style while speaking with them. Few people complimented my beauty, and Julian felt very proud every time people gave me compliments. My best quality was interacting with people, which I enjoy very much. I am not an introvert like Victoria, but rather a pure extrovert—I LOVE MEETING PEOPLE.

There had to be something I didn’t know. At Sophia’s command, my sister began reading, her voice trembling. But on the first sentence, she misjudged her volume. Sophia kept her word. A ladle of water drenched her from head to toe. Worse, she had turned the air conditioning down to sixty-one degrees and cranked the fan to high. Standing directly beneath the vent, my sister shivered violently. After several rounds, she finally managed to control her voice. Then suddenly, the secretary interrupted. “Ma’am, sorry, I didn’t catch that.”

They spent every day either lounging in the sun or indulging in food. Forget about checking in with me—they hadn't so much as mentioned my name once. Just as I was fuming with nowhere to vent, my attending physician, Yvonne Jones, suddenly showed up. Mom also looked surprised to see her all the way out here in a foreign country. "What are you doing here?" she asked. "Dr. Zieck, you've been away from the hospital for days," Yvonne said, her eyes reddening. "It's Zachary. He's…"

I asked her my eyebrows puckering up “No and drive” she said gesturing to the road. And I did just that, I pulled out of her street and we were headed for work “There’s no party chica, but someone important is coming in today and I dress to impress she said looking at the mirror in the passenger seat “Which client is it this time, one of your numerous sugar daddies” I teased “No of course not” she scoffed “it’s Noah Prescott who is now interim CEO of Prescott plc, and he is so fine and my future baby daddy” she winked at me

Lia continued, her voice filled with vengeful glee, “from now on, all of your expense reports and off-site activities must be approved and signed by me, the new director. After all, the company needs someone to supervise your actions.” The new director? I almost laughed out loud. Promoting an intern with a few months of experience to a director-level position… Claude was really pulling out all the stops to replace me. “Fine.” I picked up a pen and signed my name at the bottom of the bill. “Done.” Lia was clearly surprised by my compliance. She paused for a second, then snatched the document with a smirk. “Good. It seems you know what’s good for you.” She scanned my office, her eyes lingering