Chapter12 Family Conference

“Madam Di Angelis-Castellan.” Aurelia calmly closed her briefcase, her gaze shifting toward the entrance of her room. Standing before her was a young woman, roughly her age. She was dressed in an unassuming business attire, her blonde hair neatly fashioned into a bun. The secretary’s features exuded a sense of competence and reliability. “You’re the secretary Maximus sent for me?” Aurelia inquired, her tone polite. “Indeed. I’ll be in charge of everything you need assistance with from now on,” she answered with a low but professional tone of voice. Aurelia found herself rather satisfied with this choice, based on the secretary’s demeanor alone. “What’s your name, darling?” The secretary dipped her head slightly in a respectful bow. “I’m Breslin Ivanov.” “Nice to meet you, Breslin. You may call me Aurelia.” “I must apologize. I can’t show you such disrespect, Madam Aurelia.” The young heiress laughed, waving her hand dismissively. “Well, it seems you’re quite