Smartass Replies Mga Nobela at Kwento

The first speaker in the front was already speaking when I received the message again. Miss Sarosa: Tomorrow, Ma'am. Can you at 1 PM? Me: Alright. Will the owner make money or send a representative or secretary? Miss Sarosa: I don't know yet, Ma'am. But maybe it's just Sir's assistant. Me: Okay. Thank you!

Amber, uncertain but smiling at him as though she hadn’t yet decided whether to trust the ground beneath her feet. Click. The image froze them in that quiet moment. A reminder. Sometimes… things can go right. She lowered the phone and turned. “Ann Marie.” Her assistant appeared almost instantly from the sitting room doorway. “Yes, Madam.” “I need to know everything there is to know about Amber Asher.” A slight pause. “I have the dossier the private investigator delivered,” Ann Marie replied carefully. Madam Sun’s expression did not soften. “I am certain it is not the full truth.” Silence.

If yes, continue. Sir/Ma I am making a very BIG ANNOUNCEMENT on Monday by 3pm prompt to few people I respect and admire so much, and you are one of them. I am counting on you to be there to hear it in person. Sir would you make out time for me on Monday by 3pm? (Keep quiet and wait for answer). If no you respond... No problem sir. I was really counting on your presence. Bye If yes, That’s awesome sir. I knew I could always count on you. Thank for making out time for me. See you on Monday Bye.

Sunny’s POV “Go here at my office before you go home tonight. I have something to ask you to do.” Damon said over the phone. I rolled my eyes as I flushed the toilet since I just peed. “I understand, your highness.” “W-Wait, what’s that? Is that a flush from the toilet?!” “Yeah, it is.” “You’re using the toilet while talking to me over the phone?! You’re so gross, nerdy!” “Well, that’s because you called me while I was here, you idiot!”

-D Cassie’s breath caught. Her thumb hovered over the keyboard. She typed a quick refusal. Cassie: I’m not interested. Please stop contacting me. She hit send, heart pounding. The reply came almost instantly. Unknown: That’s too bad. I thought you might want to keep these private. A photo loaded below the text. Cassie’s stomach dropped like a stone.

I asked, and couldn't hide the confusion in my voice. Just as she opened her mouth, my phone rang, interrupting our conversation. I took it out and took a glance. It was my personal assistant. I furrowed my brows before sliding the green button. “What!” I shouted. “Good afternoon sir, the CEO of Masscom is here to see you,” she said. “I'm busy right now, the meeting should be rescheduled,” I replied. “I'm afraid they are going back to Dubai in the evening, sir, so basically it's now or never,”

~Elizabeth~ "Okay, thank you, I'll make sure Mr Badmus knows." I cut the call and let out a loud sigh. It had been a week after that night. Mr Badmus left for a business trip and would be back by the end of day. So basically, I had a ton of work to do. "Good day, this is B-Corp, how may I help you." I said my usual words to whoever called. "Miss Adeyemi." I recognized the voice immediately.

AMON: “Because I give exc​elle⁠nt m​a‍ssage‍s and make medioc⁠re co​f‌fe‌e?” SARAH: “The cof​fee has imp‌roved. Th⁠e massages‌ remain‍ excellent.⁠” ​[The‍y laugh. Then SA​R​AH’s​ phon‍e ring⁠s. She gro‍ans.] SARAH: “⁠If that’s the co⁠ntractor a⁠gain​—” AMON: “Ignore⁠ it. Doctor’s order‌s, re‍member?”

"Uhm Ma'am, can I get your details? We're giving out the promo for our customers and I would like to get your name and number." "Oh, don't worry about that dear. I won't be taking any promo." Ashley said. Her husband owned the mall. There was no need to take any promo from them. "Ma'am?" The lady called in a questioning manner. "I'm Ashley Mazza and I will not be going with any promo." She said. The lady's eyes widened after she had repeated the name Mazza three times. "Ma'am?" Her eyes widened the more when she saw Rob behind her. "We're so sorry Ma'am, we didn't know you were the one. Boss had informed us that his wife would be coming today. We're so sorry Ma'am'."

Alysaa spoke to her personal assistant through the phone. Joshan had anticipated her call everyday since she left and he was always ready to deliver. “Yes Miss, although most of the company's representatives were not willing to take me seriously. They wanted to see the owner of the company.” Alyssa sighed, she had expected this but it was not yet time to show her face. “Next time, Joshan, I want you to come as the owner of ALSA VENTURES. Is that okay?” Alyssa stated. “Yes Ma'am. Also there has been a massive progress with the company using our new app. They were able to get a hundred percent boost in customer call back and loyalty.”