Raeleigh put down her phone and gazed out of the car window. It had begun snowing again; it wasn't a wonder it snowed heavily at the given season. However, Raeleigh couldn't help feeling the snow had come earlier that year, giving a sense of coldness before people had prepared themselves for it. It wasn't a pleasant feeling.
"Pull over at the bakery in front; I want to buy some cake," Raeleigh said to Jared, who was driving.
After pulling over at the bakery, Raeleigh emerged from the car, went into the bakery, and chose a lovely cake before following Jared to the company.
Reaching the company, Raeleigh instructed someone to send her all their staff's profiles.
A young man, Kenny Wilson, 23, from the secretary department, caught Raeleigh's attention.
And she had him over to talk in person.
After a conversation, Raeleigh confirmed she would take him as her assistant.
"Take over these things as soon as possible. I will arrange for a secretary; you're my assistant, who I'll bring out with me. Do you understand?"
Yes." "Alright, you may leave."
With that, he left. Raeleigh felt like she needed to bum around that day, wanting to be alone, not doing anything.
"Make sure that no one disturbs me. If there's anything, put it off first. Tell everybody that I'm busy today."
The intercom system was connected to every head of the department. Raeleigh didn't install it for any purpose back then. The technician who was installing it said there was such a function and asked if she would like to try it out. Without deliberation, she said yes.
It was the first time Raeleigh made use of it. Thus, the whole of the company knew she was not available for work that day.
In private, everyone was gossiping that Miss Anson was in a terrible mood, or she would not have used that feature.
Jared had overheard some whispers when he went to get coffee. Following that, he returned and knocked on her office door. Raeleigh happened to be asleep then and did not respond to his consecutive knocks. With that, Jared pushed the door open and went in brutishly.
Kenny intended to stop him, but Jared didn't give him any time to do so, storming right in.
Raeleigh rested her head on her desk with the slice of cake in front of her. Holding a cup of coffee in his hand, Jared stood by the door and stared at her pallid countenance. Behind her was an entire wall of floor-to-ceiling windows. Her spacious office was rather stark, only Raeleigh resting inside.
Jared was somewhat lost in thought, looking at what was before him. Behind him, Kenny hurriedly entered and wanted to say something when Raeleigh rose slowly. Her eyes then landed on Kenny. "It's okay, Kenny. No need to stop Mr. Robertson from entering my office."
You wouldn't be able to even if you tried.
Jared stood by the door and inquired, "Are you not feeling well?"
Still bleary, Raeleigh looked out the window behind her to find it was already getting dark. Stretching, she darted a glance at the cake. "I was just taking a nap. You're looking for me?"
"No. Enjoy your sleep."
Jared did not take his leave but went to sit down on her sofa, watching the TV as he drank his coffee.
Raeleigh was floored how he just made himself at home, with no intention of leaving after he came
in.
Checking the time, Raeleigh said, "Let's go home. Time to clock out anyway."
With that, she left her desk and headed for the door, Jared following right behind. Right outside her office, Raeleigh glanced at her new assistant.
"Kenny, have you had your dinner?"
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