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HIRED AS HIS ASSISTANT

Chapter 3 FIRST DAY

Word Count: 1172    |    Released on: 08/04/2025

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hing the beautiful sunrise through my glass wall. The alarm didn't even have

s I looked into the mirror, I saw the scar on the back of my shoulder. I closed my eyes, trying to p

brushed my brown hair back, then sprayed on my favorite French perfume, Scandal b

ats, I thought to myself. Why would we need so much food? I noticed my mother sitting at the

is food?" I asked as mor

unt said with a smile. "This fo

ly, that I must marry her. We'd signed a contract for the marriage before I'd even met her. S

want to m

coming thi

ed all this food?" she pointed at the

w. "Sorry, Aunt Ali, but you can't

have to b

le, thinking about how tired the ma

e back

replied, and I glanced at

th

e at 11," she said. I smiled an

nt Ali. See

wearing a white blouse and black skirt. Her wavy hair was the same as when I last

he doing i

call and turning to me as she returned

raising an eyebrow. "I don't remember g

gs. These heels are killing me," she said, not lo

ching her. She seemed angry at her laptop. I exhale

ng?" I asked, bre

inter. A paper came out, and she walked over to me, handing it to me. She leaned

ted. "The executive meeting has been pushed to

as it

especially the manager, who took permission

ng with the new workers, including m

home by that time. I could have made up an excuse,

the me

hy

se I s

hout a good reason," sh

?" I asked, glaring at her. Who gave

h a smirk, "should w

w she'd be home today." I wasn't entirely lying-she ha

o family time and move the

free?"

plied, smiling as she put

can continue w

OE'

Great, just when I decided to wear a tight skirt. I

my left hand, hoping Mr. Clarke wouldn't be looking. I bent down and man

urning around to see Mr. Cla

ound?" he asked,

ously, trying to walk backward and

skirt

he he

the tear with my arm, hoping he wouldn't notice my

p you," I h

g out a sewing kit with th

work?" I asked, a

eed it," he said, threading

Did he want t

rke, I can d

rn around,"

. I realized I had just given him per

rs brushing against my butt each ti

t know you could sew," I said,

hing," he

turn back to my desk, a

ell is happ

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