Be Your Own Spring novel Chapter 23

"Sir, your coffee."

I didn't say anything and she asks "Will that be all?"

She's acting really professional for her first time.

I looked at her and she was looking at the view.

I looked at her outfit, letting my eyes roam around her body. When my eyes fixated upon a pair of.....sneakers?

"What are those?"

She looked down at her shoes while rocking back and forth from her heel.

She burst out laughing and I just looked at her like a madman.

"Did I crack a joke? if so please enlighten me." Her laughter died down noticing my serious expression and annoyed tone.

"S-sorry sir, it's just that I remembered a meme."

I blinked at her, "You mean to tell me, if we are in the meeting room and somebody is serious, you will laugh because you recalled a meme?"

"Sorry sir". She looked down.

I didn't want to say that she cannot wear sneakers here instead of heels (although, I hate those. Aria always complains about her feet whenever we come from a buisness dinner or gala), because it's her choice and she looks somewhat formal and that is what we need in a work environment.

"Leave now."

With that I dismissed her and she left the room not before leaving behind her roses and jasmine scent.

How Am I supposed to work in this environment?

Sighing I put a hand over my beard and massaged it.

Let's see how Miss black head will do for her first day.

"I want these documents faxed, and make sure to re-arrange them after. I don't want them all fucked up." Like my life.

"Yes sir."

Sitting in my seat I looked over to my to-do list.

Fax documents.

Re arrange them.

Take out the records over the 10 years.

Re-arrange them.

Photo-copy the manuscript.

Hand the faxed documents to some Sarah on the 18th floor.

Print he contract.

I have been going back and forth to work today. It is really tiring. But somehow I have the lastest bit of energy to complete my to-do list.