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LOVE AND SECRET- THE BILLIONAIRE SECRET

Chapter 3 C-3

Word Count: 2259    |    Released on: 14/01/2025

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drigo at school and stopped by the grocery store down the street on my way home to get a few things we

as I make my way to my still ringing device lying on the

adison c

al voice says exasperatedly, with her Irish accent becoming more pr

y, Maddy. I just had to drop Rodrigo off at school. And I might have forgotten

er. "You know how you've been looking for a mor

mall balcony in our living room which came with the apartment. I stand at the balcony, overlooking the almost empty s

etary position to Eamon MacCarthy, our Sales Manager. And I told him

ing and I started to panic, "Wait,

to get this job, you know. I'll be rooting for you. The boss just stepped in and everyone's trying to act more coordinated and all so I

d and full of anticipation and anxiety. I need to get dressed quickly and get a c

ough a million thoughts, with the most prominent

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iddle of the busiest part of town. I couldn't even imagine the amount of rent they paid each year to keep this place. I cringe at my d

everything else in here; the walls and furniture I could see on the ground floor included. Of the two female receptionists, the beautiful blonde one closes

r me. I clear my throat and respond in what I hope is a calm voice, "Yes. I hav

s akin to pity. She quickly schools her features back into her professional

Mr. MacCarthy and inform h

tch her nod before I turn and walk up to one of

iss?" The other receptionist, a baby-faced brunette with

place looks so large, formal, and daunting. I run my sweaty palms over my charcoal black slacks w

like the longest ten seconds of my entire life, she pl

lejandro. The eighth floor. Third door to

all of contraption, my heart beating really fast due to the anxiety I felt right now. I still remembered the look of pity which flashed through the recepti

floor and soon face large wooden double doors which

terally kill me if that were to happen right now. Behind the only large wooden desk in the office sits a dark haired man who looks to be in his mid thirties. His stern da

sitting in the comfortable leather office se

ing any emotions he may have, making

," his smooth and deep voice which sounds slightly American

ly and I look down at my trousers befo

ale. Moreover, you've been out of a stable job for a few years now. I need a Financial Secretary though, a stable one. Not a Sales Assistant o

ly bad breakup and then the sudden death of my father. I just felt overwhelmed and all.

does that. I try not to flinch or break eye contact. I real

o health insurance attached to the job. Also, should you work overtime, you will be paid for the work. An

barely controlling my shaky voice, my br

And people who need things, more often than not, end up working harder at them than those who don't. And you will work

ing mistakenly used Spanish like I usually do when I'm excited. I really could

no hugging. He would probably exterminate me or call the feds if I pulled that kind of stunt

arly so I'll brief you on your duties in this department. You may be excused". At that, he turns away

ne call to Madison. She doesn't pick up, but texts me in response after a few minutes as I

ed smile and a quiet goodbye, while the brunette one is busy speaking to someone on the telephone. I resp

wood. I immediately spot Madison's blazing red hair. She sits at a table not too close to the door of the

in anticipation. "I ordered a pumpkin spice latte for you, by the way," she adds, pointing towards

hit eating grin plastered across my f

me with questions, "How did the interview go? Did MacCarthy come on too strong? I've heard he does t

ons, "The interview was actually quite brief. Plus he said he had gone through my documents already, so yeah. And he didn't come in too strong," I take a sip of my latte and continue after the pause, "I mean, he asked the

t person you should fear most in the office. But, I don't believe all that bull crap. He's really not like our gentle handsome boss at all. I mean the difference is li

en for a while now since the last one was fired by MacCarthy after trying to seduce him in the o

digest all the information I

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