Novel & Cerita Ugly Secretaries

How about Ivy? The victim of Charles Smith's experiment was none other than the unfortunate Hannah. She hated the fact that she had fallen into Charles's trap just after graduating, becoming his secretary at the company. If she had known that she would end up like this, she would never have agreed to work for him! No wonder people in the business world were trying to poach her, the versatile secretary. How many secretaries were as capable as she was? At three o'clock in the morning, receiving a call from her boss and rushing over just to negotiate a breakup with his lover?

Starting today, everyone in the secretary's office would be wearing old-fashioned suits, tying their hair up, and wearing extremely outdated black-framed glasses. She was lucky enough to go straight from the underground parking lot to the top floor without being seen. Susan and the others were unlucky. From the lobby downstairs to the elevator, they were treated like clowns, especially since all four of them coincidentally came together today. The typically professional, astute, and beautiful executive secretaries suddenly had a unified style, and they took such a mysterious route, which startled the employees of Noblefull Group. Everyone thought something terrible had happened. Today, depar

Or. "Not!" Alessia held Jean's hand from the door handle. He shook his head slowly, showing a puppy-like gaze that unfortunately had no effect on Jean. The man's gaze seemed to tell him that only Alby could stop him. Alessia let out a long sigh. "Okay-okay... Let's make a deal. I'll be your secretary. But..." Alby raised an eyebrow. "Say," "I want three times the stated salary. Also destroy the damn photo. "Deal." Alby replied firmly. Too fast without thinking.

I bustled out of the office,my mind silently working the probability of getting what he wanted done without any hiccups. "You look new; you're the new secretary, right?" A lady suddenly said this from besides me as she walked in step with me. "Yes," I nodded, not pausing my steps. "You're in for a tough one; Clarice endured for just under two months." The lady stared at me sympathetically. "What!?" I was surprised. "Call me Justine," the lady lowered her voice. "Mr. Nathan's tough to work with; he's very particular, and he wants things done to the letter. You just need to pay careful attention, okay?"

Eric is the owner of Williams Corp, your future boss. "But Mr. Meyer, why would it be up to me if there was already a secretary outside." "Oh Miss Adams is the interim secretary who was taken from the finance division." "Where did the old secretary go?" Cassandra thinks Eric is such a fierce boss that his secretary resigns. "The old secretary resigned because she had to move following her husband who moved duties. Don't worry, Mr. Williams is a good boss." John suspects Cassandra must have thought Eric was a bad boss. "Sorry I don't mind to--"

Evelyn continued talking, "you see all the other secretaries came with a motive." 'Like she was any different' Bellona chuckled inwardly. "What were there motives" Bellona asked, picking interest in the conversation. "All of them wanted to seduce the boss. They always wore clothes that showed their cleavages and thighs" Evelyn said. "The most interesting part of the story is that most of these 'secretaries' are from rich families so they don't really need the job." Evelyn revealed. "What was Ze- , I mean what was the boss's reaction when he found out about their real identity" Bellona asked.

How dare this bitch wear this type of cloth to the office and also try to seduce her dad? Willa folded her hand and used her hand to motion the secretary to stop. She glared at the secretary and rebutted harshly, “This is an office place, not some filthy bar. If you want to dress like a filthy whore, which you are, do it somewhere else and not at this company, or better yet, get lost, you slut.” Upon hearing this, a surge of embarrassment overwhelmed the secretary, her hand balled into a fist and her fingers clenched into her palm.

“You’re so angry all the time! Seriously, it’s too much! First, you had the nerve to call me a squatter even though I’m just minding my own business. And now you’re throwing around insults, calling me a fool? Excuse me, but I’m not here to be your punching bag. I may not know everything, but that doesn’t make me stupid for not liking this situation. And let’s not forget all the work I put in for you. So why on earth did you hire me as a secretary? I could be a janitor if you’re really that mad.” My voice was booming, like a nerve in my neck had been sliced. Hugo’s startled gaze made me do a double take. And that’s when it hit me—I had messed up big time. “Fuck,” I whispered. The finance depa

As a secretary. At a famous and prestigious organization. Fuck me.