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- Love
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- Werewolf
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“She spent two nights at the boss‘ place. Of course she’s his girlfriend. I’ve worked as his assistant for two years,
and that was the first time a girl was staying over,” Cecily answered adamantly.
Queenie was amused, but she knew arguing was useless, so she smiled. “Anything for me to do?” she asked.
Cecily placed a stack of files on her table. “Turn the PC on and log into the hotel system. I’ll teach you how to
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇthandle these.”
“Sure.” She was happy she had something to do.
Cecily had a lot more time on her hands now with Queenie around. She suddenly felt like having coffee. “You free?
Get some coffee for us.”
“Sure.” Queenie was enthusiastic about her first job, and she wasn’t averse to doing more work, so she agreed
swiftly.
“You need to finish these today. It’s almost the cutoff for the monthly payroll. We can’t delay any longer”
Queenie was a little surprised. I’ve been working for twenty minutes and I only got through two pages.. There’s a
stack here. Can I even finish these on time? I think I might have to do overtime. Queenie went and bought some
coffee. And she paid it out of her own pocket.
Nigel had lunch with the top brass after the meeting and went for golf in the afternoon. Work hours were already
over when he came back to the hotel.
Cecily clocked out on time, leaving Queenie working alone.
Queenie was typing really slowly from the lack of experience in computer work. What was more, she wasn’t too
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmgood with numbers, so she had to double or triple check. Work was going at a snail’s pace for her.
Nigel emerged from the elevator. He was just here to get some files, but when he went by the office, he noticed the
lights were still on, and there were sounds of someone typing on the keyboard. Nigel took a look and saw someone
sitting in front of the computer and typing as slow as a sloth. Queenie? “Why are you still here?” he asked.
Queenie almost had a heart attack. Everyone on this floor should have left. She was the only one working overtime,
and him suddenly calling out to her almost scared the living daylights out of her.
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