CHAPTER EIGHTY-EIGHT : BAD NEWS..

~FRANK~ Work began a short while after Charles left and I assigned Mae to an office right beside mine, although I wanted her as a wife but I guess the game starts from having her as my personal assistant. Tell me, how many years of experience do you have in handling official work? I asked and she hummed for a while, staring at the ceiling. We were in my office and were seated opposite each other. Earlier, I'd given her a file to work on to test her ability, and after she submitted it, I marveled at her level of intelligence. The file was void of errors, and in fact, she was more capable than Callie. Well, let's say a few months, and that was just practicals in offices during my college days. I actually studied business administration, she said, and I smiled, feeling so impressed. How's it, bad? She asked, batting her long and pretty lashes. You rendered me speechlessI said and for the first time since I knew her, she smiled broadly at me. At that point, I knew she was the lady m