Secretary Novels & Stories

I seem to have met you somewhere" Hailey could not help but laugh. "Mr Xavier, this kind of tactic in chatting one up is out of date in this country" She held out her hand and said politely. "Nice to meet you. I'm tbe secretary of the President of the Cokes cooperation. My surname is George." ........ ........ Dear readers, please endeavor to drop a comment after every read. Also please click on the love sign at the top of the book details to add my book to your library so that you can continue to get an update..

he asked, his tone neutral. Nora took a deep breath, trying to push down her anxiety. "Well, sir," she began, "I believe that a secretary's primary role is to assist their boss with any administrative tasks that need to be done. This can include things like scheduling appointments, answering phone calls, and organizing documents."

Disappointment was written all over their faces. “Can we book an appointment with her? We have no idea who her secretary is,” Zack asked, the concern now showing on his face. He needed to speak with the new president. She was his only hope of closing the deal that could save his position. If he failed today, his father would surely demote him. “Her personal secretary is Kim Mijares, sir.”

" she said aggressively. "Mom.. They didn't have any openings for business administrators like myself, so they offered me the post of assistant secretary, and the main secretary was frigid towards me. She does not speak to me and even ignores me, and I have not reported her. "I am shocked he fired her before I arrived yesterday," Anita says, her scowl deepening. "He did that?" Mrs. Tonia becomes increasingly confused. "What is your position with him? I mean, what does his secretary do?

What the hell does that mean? "I'm Lexi, the new secretary. Mr Stokes is waiting for you sir" "Okay" he said before naking me in front of my own eyes and licking his bottom lip. I pulled out my phone when I was through with some files and check Cynthia's message 'What is the problem? Hope it has nothing to do with the police' from Cyn @ 8:47am 'Lexi, is everything ok? Are you there?' from cyn @8:56am

Shawn sat at his table, eyes fixated on Cheryl as she chatted with an unknown man at the far end of the restaurant. He stood up, intending to walk over to her when his lawyer, Sam, stopped him in his tracks. "He's here, boss," Sam said, his voice urgent. Shawn frowned, his attention still on Cheryl. "What?" "Boss, his secretary is here," Sam repeated, gesturing to a smartly dressed lady in her twenties who had just walked into the restaurant.

"I am not going to do it." The strategic raking of his hair paused with his hand in the air and his eyes snapped towards her. Anna's shoulders lifted slightly as she attempted a shrug. "I refuse to do it." "You refuse to do it," he repeated with no particular emotion in his voice. As she nodded slightly, his stance adjusted and his hands were no longer comically hanging in the air. "Miss Hendrick, you are my secretary. This is your job." " I may be new to this kind of job," she wasn't willing to make him have the last word, "but I am certain playing driver for your numerous dates is not part of my job."

I waited for some seconds before following him. We drove to the said location and it was a company that produces Beverages. "Are you kidding me?" Josh said. "If he is a secret agent, it's possible this is their base. Secret being the key word" I said as I unlocked the car and got down. Josh did the same thing. We entered the company. The security stopped us. "I'm sorry, you can't go in" he said. "I can't go in? It's really urgent. There's someone I want to see. A life depends on it" I said

Harrington is sitting on his chair facing his back at me. “Good morning Mr. Harrington, My name is Cassandra Lei Tan and I am here to apply as your secretary” I said with confidence. Me. Harrington slowly turned his chair around. I couldn't believe it when I saw the man that I kissed yesterday, sitting right in front of me.

The big city that used to feel like his personal playground just looked cold and pointless now. ​His new secretary knocked softly on the wood frame and stepped inside without waiting for him to answer. She was hired a few months back after his old assistant quit, so she hadn't learned how to read his bad moods yet. She dropped a small pile of afternoon mail onto his desk and walked right back out, closing the door behind her.