FAZER LOGINCejay Merryweather has resigned to be the marketing head of Huntington Inc. because of an incident that happened causing havoc in the internal auditing department. Sebastian Huntington, a charismatic, egocentric, and ruthless businessman has offered her to be his personal assistant. Little did she know, upon agreeing to his offer, her life would be in danger once she starts deciphering his boss's secret. A secret no one should know but Cejay, with her curiosity got the best of her, will be the first one to find out. That is why curiosity kills the cat. Would you still dare to know Mr. Huntington's Secret?
Ver maisI silently groaned in annoyance seeing how many suits do I have to prepare for his work today. I really hate this part where I had to pick the proper suit that would suit him. I wasn't that good at picking the perfect suit for him but whatever I lay on his bed, he would always wear it."Damn it," I mumbled under my breath while my eyes were straying on his cabinet. His walk-in closet was superbly decorated with so many suits, ties, casual or formal shoes, casual clothes, and accessories that cost a fortune. "What suit?" I asked myself, eyeing at his tons of dashing suits hanging on the rack.I am so clos
A year later...“Is this how you do your job?! By being such a fucking clumsy?! Do you think I can tolerate this problem you created?! You are fucking fired!”I flinched as I saw on my peripheral vision as to how Sir Sebastian flounced the telephone. I focused my eyes on the monitor and
“Sir Sebastian is busy at the moment... I’ll let him know about your call, Mr. Santigold.” I ended the call and sighed exasperatedly. Stressed, I realized that this is very exhausting just by answering calls from your boss. Now, I understand my secretary’s work. I felt like regretting taking this PA position just because I’m bored. “Sir Sebastian, Mr. Santigold—”“I know.” I looked at him, surprised. Did he know? He drew out a grin smile. “I heard your conversation with him.”
“Ms. Perry, here are the contracts signed by Mr. Huntington,” I said as I placed down the piled files I was holding on her desk.“Thank you, Ms. Merrywheather.” I bowed my head a little. But before I could return back to Mr. Huntington’s office, she called my attention. I tilted my head, perplexed. She then smiled a little. “Welcome back,” that’s all she said and returned to her work.





