Chapter 39 New Boss

Desiree's POV I started my day with a smile on my face, selecting my own attire from my closet in order to seem nice and presentable. I noticed that my lips were looking pale, so I applied some red lipstick and blended it in with my finger; I no longer need to apply foundation to my face because it is perfect in every way and white, and I always have rosy cheeks, so everyone will always think that I always have those perfect natural make-up but they never know I never put make-up on my face. My father was the first to drop me off at work today. I'm overjoyed since his business is gradually improving and his face is no longer strained. "Take care, dad," I murmured after kissing his cheeks, "and you, too," he smiled cheerfully as he drove away. When I initially walked into this building, I scented the air and concluded that there were no bad spirits among my coworkers. I won't have time to cope with any nastier employees now that I'm George Scott's secretary. I walked to the elevato