The Devil's Secretary

ly on their seats.

composed as I sat behind the boss that was

employees almost crying as he stood i

f the biggest, fast-rising group of companies in the industry, pierced his

n the boardroom. And even in his sitting form, he looked big an

ce at the situation. The

oy suddenly announced that garnered

id, the devil

ng, sweat trickling down his forehead and cheek despite the air conditioning in t

esentation that even a middle schooler could pull off. Do you think this is a ki

Sanford was. Even I, who wasn't in his

competence." Blossoms of red flush crept on some of the emplo

eless of him to say. But what do I expec

due resp

denly spoke. It was evident in her face how she was getting mad

just know she'd r

worked hard for this launching-" she emphasize

over everyone like the boss that h

presentation show the efforts you've made. Not this

that. She couldn't, when she knows she can't s

"I don't want to see incompetence in my business. If you continu

red speaking again. The man knows many people want a spot in h

ted out of the room. I quickly followed be

heard the people in the room start murmuri

freaking

ed his personal elevator towards his office. I got inside as quickly as

oday. Great. I could have picked another time, but I

silence in the elevator

ent, but I couldn't help the chills runni

ional formalities, he uses surnames all the time. But I guess I'm an

echo around the enclosed elevator that

ok a deep breath,

ing you something impor

th I was holding.

will not get out of office without training the person who will be your next assistant," I said, immedi

but even as the elevator finally opened to his office fl

But what he did next was

met his intense eyes, feeling like

suddenly came closer, tower

ars working with him-at least not on a personal level-so havi

st serious look and voice I've heard of him. I

staying