Novel & Cerita Secretary Synonym

"So get your ass over here. The party is about to begin" I cut the call after his statement and dialed another number as I walked out to my car after dressing up, "Mr. Sterling..." I heard Silas' voice say on the other end. "I need a change of secretary." "What? Why?" "I just don't like her." I paused at the sound I heard at the other end of the line. What? Did he just snicker at me? "I'm sorry, you can't just fire your secretary because you don't like her."

After so much contemplation, we ended up deciding on Molly and Blaze coming together, so that way, I won’t have ta return home from the office to go pick up Molly, nor would she have to get an Uber. “Are you listening to me, sir?” I whipped my head downwards until I was once again staring into the matured face of Secretary, a woman who’s in her mid thirties. We’ve been working together for two years and she’s really good at what she does. “You’d have to give a welcome speech in a few minutes time. Do you still remember the special people you’re shouting out to?” She asked, glancing down at the board she had clasped against her chest. When I didn’t respond, she thrusted a paper into my hand a

Then I sigh wearily, “Stop calling me that.” “What? Sloppy?” “Boss,” I croak, my vocal cords momentarily fried by the scalding liquid, “We can’t have Mr Ward thinking I’m about to usurp him.” Henry snickers, “That’s a stretch but alright. Something is bothering you.” “No shit.” “Care to share?” I open my mouth to tell him not to worry when my office landline rings. “Head Secretary’s office,” I drawl into the receiver. “Good morning, Miss Griffin.”

"M-Ma'am, I believe in your relationship with sir Percy. You two look good together, and we can see that he treats you well. Please don't let that wench get on your nerves." I raised my eyebrow and glanced at her, "wench?" "Uh... Sorry, Ma'am. I got carried away," she said as she bowed her head. I laughed and shook my head. "No, it's alright. I'm just curious what you call me behind my back." My secretary's eyes widened, and she instantly turned defensive. "Ma'am, I swear on my favorite aunt's life, I don't talk bad about you behind your back anymore," she said in a single breath.

The secretary spoke softly. Soft words fell in Alan's ear and exploded like a bomb. Everyone was on guard, waiting for his next move. "Secretary, what do you mean?" Mina had calmed down a bit, looking at the Secretary with an evil expression. "If you don't want people to know, there's nothing to do." The secretary looked coldly at Mina like a dead person. To move Lina is to move Dyan's inverse scale, and Mina doesn't expect a happy ending.

“There are secretary assistant positions?” “Yes, it depends on the departments they are working in. There is the boss, he has personal assistants and below them is the permanent secretary. There is a permanent secretary for each department, they are over the directors and they also have their one secretary assistants. Each director has a deputy director and a personal secretary. The personal secretary has a secretary assistant or two that would help do the minor jobs while the personal secretary is always by the director’s side. Then the deputy director also has a personal secretary, and his personal secretary has a secretary. Aside from them, there is the department manager who is in charge

I wasn't clear what he was talking about " Assistant ,like I mean ,a secretary " he said and I almost puked. "What , secretary ?,what do you take me for, you are just like your name calos " I said he chuckled. "Be lucky you bear my unborn daughters name Alyssa" he said. " Now joke apart ,why do you see secretary as menial job ,common they are the best paid now , especially if you are employed as a personal secretary to a CEO that's alot of salary " he explained.

I told myself I was just organizing paperwork, but when I opened the shared finance directory and clicked on a folder Elias had flagged two weeks ago, I found a draft memo. To: Board of Directors, Rourke Holdings From: Elias Rourke, CEO Subject: Executive Secretary Transfer – Chloe Hart Reason: To support Rourke London transition initiative (Q3). Effective: TBD. I stared at the screen. My name. My title. A transfer I hadn’t requested, discussed, or agreed to. No context. No warning. And no idea whether Gavin knew. The lights in the office buzzed above me. My breath turned shallow. And behind me, the glass door clicked softly shut.

They’re way too damn much for me to handle. “If I do, I still can send you as my personal assistant, and meaning your salary is gonna decreased, be wise!” She spoke so calm, that’s vaguely weird. Heaving a deep sigh, I collected the stupid files heading outside going back to my secretary office, the place just as I left it, nothing changed. I slammed the file angrily on my desk hating myself right now.

Turning away from him, fingers stumbling as they undo the buttons of my button up. He’s not just my secretary, he’s also my assistant, I can’t function without him in my life– in every way that can be interpreted. But, I’m just his boss. He could find another one. I could never find a replacement for him.