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" the woman asked Ava, who denied. -I am the assistant. -The woman was surprised. -And you can afford those clothes on the salary you earn? Ava was quiet for a few moments. -It's a rental. -I only said that so she wouldn't feel more uncomfortable with her questioning. Ava was washing her hands when the red-haired woman left without saying anything to her; finally, the restroom was alone, and Ava took the opportunity to look at herself in the mirror. She did look different. In the reflection, another woman barely smiled when the door opened, and a mature lady appeared, with silver hair and elegantly gathered. - Are those kinds of women who accompany billionaires now called "assistants"? -Ava

“You’re on every blog post and article.” “What are you yelling about? How am I on the news?” I was confused. “You are now famous boss,” he was scrolling through an iPad in his hands. “Let me see that,” I yanked the iPad out of his hands. I scrolled through it and read all the headlines with my picture on it. ‘Greyson Steele has been crowned most influential man under 30 in New York!’ ‘Greyson Steele is now the youngest bachelor to be given an award by the governor.’ ‘Greyson Steele is single, and all the women want him!!!’

Indeed her hunch was right, her caretaker had sent her a text regarding the house rent. However, what got her attention the most was another test message from an unknown number that said: "Miss Stanford, I would love to make a deal with you. Not just any deal, but a billion dollars worth deal. If you are interested, hit me up on this number. I will be waiting...” “What is this?” Amelia asked aloud with a confused facial expression.

Angela asked in disbelief “Seriously? He's your boss and you don't know that his interior decorating company is the best in the whole of Canada? You don't know that he has the most successful real estate agency? And you don't know he owns half of his father's oil company? And I'm certain you don't know that he became known as the youngest billionaire at the age of eighteen” Angela's mouth hung open “are you kidding me? He's so young. I was wondering how come he owns a limo. I guess his success and fame at such a young age would explain his bloated ego” “He also owns this fancy store, what's the name? Yeah, grandiosa y hermosa” At the mention of that name, Angela froze and for the first time

Just like an assistant should, and I quote, ' I hate my job already, just can't wait to get back home, to actually being jobless, looking for a job, and binge eating all day, if this is how he treats his workers I would rather watch movies than work with him never met someone this egocentric in my entire lifetime. "Where's the boss's office?" I shouldn't be asking this, but if he didn't walk so fast, maybe i wouldn't be asking this odd question, they all looked at each other before turning back at me, like a secret question was asked, “ new assistant" i replied to their questioning stare . " oh welcome"

Right now. "Okay then. I will inform Demetrius." Loretta said. "You don't need to inform me." His voice boomed from behind. Gosh, when did he come downstairs? I turned around and saw him. He has already changed his clothes. He was now in a pair of shorts and singlet. Something that did not make him look less of a billionaire. I managed to pull up a smile. "I will drop you off." He suggested but I was quick to shake my head.

Parker asked, obviously annoyed. "My new P.A."Boyd replied and sat down. Annie stood behind him. "Come on,take a seat, pretty girl. We don't need a standing soldier this night."Keeton said jokingly. Annie glared at him. Keeton smirked. "Mind if I borrow this your little worker this night?."he turned to Boyd and asked. "I'll take No."Boyd said. Boyd is the top billionaire followed by Alberto,then Keeton,Parker, Carlton and Herald.

This was happening. “I do not want this to be messy but I will have you know that you are just my assistant and if you think the public is going to give a fuck about you should this news be made known to everyone then you are solely mistaken. I am the golden boy here… the billionaire and you are the gold-digging assistant who fucked her boss so she can climb up the social ladder” I gasped, the tears streaming down my cheeks as I stared at the man in front of me. I did not recognize him and he wasn’t the loving man who treated me so gently… he was a fucking bastard.

“Thank you so much for agreeing to chat with us today, Starlington City had been dying to know what is the story behind the two of you. The most successful young CEO in this country and our most eligible bachelor, and his assistant who turned out to be the runaway heiress that everyone had been looking for all these years. Can you tell us how to two of you first met?” The hostess of their interview asked and Nadia smiled at her. “Actually the two of us met the day I had my interview as his new assistant five years ago,” Nadia said.

I didn’t really care about the thrill of making new friends, especially some random New York City Billionaire. "Well, let me give you the run-down. Alexander is a total workaholic. He always sends his personal assistant to get him coffee before he gets to work. But he recently fired her, so he doesn't have a PA anymore. And while he looks for one, he decided to get some coffee himself today." Danielle said as she tied an apron around her waist. I raised an eyebrow, mildly intrigued. "Okay, so what's the big deal?" Her eyes shone once she realized that she was able to rope me into one of her gossip sessions. I rolled my eyes.