26. Going back

KNIGHT MANSION

Eleanor paced the room, her mobile pressed tightly against her ear, while Millie’s voice echoed with concern.

“Millie, calm down,” Eleanor urged, her tone firm yet reassuring. “I'll talk to Mr. Smith. And no, your job is not at risk. I won't find another Professional Assistant like you."

Millie, Eleanor’s trusted Personal Assistant, had called again with updates on their client, Mr. Smith. The upcoming shoot for a baby care product was crucial, with significant funds already invested. Eleanor couldn't afford to cancel the contract, not just financially but also for her career's sake.

“Ma’am, thank you. I'll send you Mr. Smith’s details,” Millie replied earnestly.

“Thank you, Millie,” Eleanor said, relief evident in her voice as she ended the call. But behind her facade of calm, she knew handling Mr. Smith wouldn't be easy.

The room around her held the scent of fresh coffee mingled with the faint aroma of flowers from the vase on her desk. Papers lay scattered, evidence