My Lady, My Boss
A few seconds later, a girl that looked no more than twenty appeared inside my office, dressed in a yellow flowy dress, her hair tied in a braid and a wide smile plastered on her face.
If I had to describe her in one word: perky.
"Hello, Miss Montelebalo, my name is Kaye Gates, and I'd love to work with you. I've been following your work since you gave a speech in our business class two years ago. I swear, you are my idol. Working under you had been a dream and I-"
"Miss Gates, stop," I said, massaging my forehead. I stared at her from head to toe, mentally questioning the university that let her graduate. "And for God's sake, please sit down."
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