Adam came with his new assistant to our office. She sat quietly next to her boss, keeping the farthest distance.
She kind of reminded me of myself when I first worked for Adam. She was so timid and so shy. She wore her dark hair in a bun, with no sense of fashion at all with her unmatched lavender top and emerald green skirt. Yes, a skirt. At least she could wear one.
“Mr. Cavendish.” I handed Adam the copy of the folder Luke gave to me.
“So, is this the plan that you chose?”
I bit my lip hard, preventing myself not to ogle him. He looked so elegant, so dazzling today with his burgundy three-piece suit.