Persona Records Novels & Stories

They looked around to find the source of such sound, only releasing a sigh of relief when they spotted a smartphone in the hands of the executive assistant, Jiezel: the only person present allowed to answer a call during conferences. "Diviana, it's Ms. Sarah Clayford," Jiezel informed softly. "Who?" Some board members can't believe what they're witnessing. For a chairwoman to forget or not know such a well-known investor is unheard of for, well, all the years they spent on the business field! Their eyes widened in shock, and a few choked on their saliva. "She's one of the stockholders, miss." Diane's attention trained on Jiezel and flicked a glance at the white screen of the phone her assist

Taking a deep breath, I chanced a death glare at him before returning my gaze to my phone screen. "A personal assistant, also referred to as personal aide (PA) or personal secretary (PS), is a job title describing a person who assists a specific person with their daily business or-" I hesitated after reading it out loud, stressing the daily business and looking at him for a split second. I lowered my gaze to my phone again, and when my eyes swept over the next words, I grimaced. "Or?" Cole pushed his brows up. I took my gaze higher to his face, and he ached his brow. Reluctantly, I said it. "Or personal tasks."

Another day of the same routine since I'm 12 years old. But wait, I didn't even introduce myself, I'm sorry. Well, my name is Pandora Vaughn, I'm 17 years old, I'm 5 feet 3 inches tall, and I'm in my senior year of high school. My parents are Charlie Vaughn and Melissa Vaughn, my younger sisters are called Shopie Vaughn and Charlotte Vaughn. Now that I've introduced myself, I need to run and take these groceries to my mom. - At Vaughn’s house -

“Mr. Hywell and I have communicated several times about the same thing. We are still negotiating, but so far we haven’t got it. He’s not an ordinary person.” See? Jean had even noticed. Alessia Mikhayla is really a hard person to reach. His data only contains his name, place of residence and also his graduation certificate. The rest is empty. There are only a few photos that have been found on his friend’s I*******m account.

Unfolding it carefully, she began to read: "Andrea, Thank you for your help. Accept this watch and money as my payment for your help and kindness. Always remember, don’t let others downgrade you. -AMIJ" Just as Andrea was about to be confused by the note, a flashed of memory suddenly popped out from her head, “Yes, I am. As for you to know, I’m Allen Miguel Imperial Jackson.” “So, it’s your name’s INITIALS!” A sad inference escaped from Andrea’s lips as she still grasped the note and settled into the bed. A profound sense of sadness enveloped her heart. Additionally, she sighed and whispered, "You didn't even say goodbye - Personally!"

” For the post of personal assistant I mean. “Oh I see,” She opened the book file in front of her. “What's your name?” Her hands slowly glided through the pages, her eyes searching. “Karen Grey” She took one last glance through the book.” I'm sorry but there’s no one like that registered for the interview today.” “I know that ma'am. But is it possible for me to still take the interview?” I asked,”I have everything in my resume, work experience, achievements, everything.” I continued, placing my file on the desk.

Kara glared at the sign board for a while as she dialed the number written on it. But the line was busy. She call again and the person immediately pick up. I saw a post which stated personal assistant needed. " I'm calling to tell you that I'm interested. Kara utters her to the person her voice a bit nervous as the person over the phone chuckles. "Okay. "Cooll ! Then come tomorrow then. I'm sure you saw the address of the place. "yes, thank you very much. She Utter and ended the call.

If he refused, no one could force him. Besides, he had been abroad for the past three years, expanding the family’s markets, and hadn’t returned home once. In my previous life, my only encounter with Liam had been at one of my fashion design exhibitions. We had happened to be in the same city. Connor had vanished the moment his plane landed, leaving me stranded. It was Liam who helped me arrange the exhibits, set up the venue, and even introduced me to VIPs. Though only three years older than Connor, Liam carried himself with the calm authority of a seasoned businessman.

i say trying to sound as confident as i possibly could. Jeremy pulls folders out of his briefcase and slides them in front of me. "I don't want to waste your time, so i will cut straight to the chase." Jeremy said without blinking. "My boss needs a personal assistant who will be handling all the important stuff at his office, he is mainly not around, so you will have to handle all the important documents, sometimes you will need to travel with him outside the country. You will also need to do housecalls when necessary take the documents to his house for him to go through. He does not want people to know he owns this company, he is a silent partner. So you will need to sign a non disclosure a

Inside, a friendly-looking woman stood up to greet me. "Hello, Stella. I'm Karen, the HR manager. Please have a seat." "So, Stella, tell me a bit about yourself and why you're interested in the Personal Assistant position." Taking a deep breath, I began. "I've always been very organized and enjoy helping others manage their schedules and tasks. I recently resigned from my previous job, and I'm excited about the opportunity to work closely with someone in a supportive role. I believe my organizational skills and eagerness to learn would make me a great fit for this position."