Chapter 15: I’m Not A Dumb!

Livia Washington's Point of View

"P-Personal assistant?"

Ajax took out a small business card from his pocket. He lifted his hand and gave it to me, which I quickly accepted. Now, his name, the address of the company, as well as his contact number, were intact.

He was calmly sitting in his chair, waiting for my answer.

"But you have your rude secretary. I can't find the reason for you to seek a personal assistant, Mr.” I said, emphasizing the word rude.

Ajax craning his neck, he put his two elbows on each side of his swivel chair whilst staring at me.

"Secretaries and personal assistants have the same jobs. Secretaries work in the office, whilst personal assistants derive from the word itself. The work you will be dealing with was affiliated with me personally."

His clarification about the job was somehow helpful. Well, I'm just stupid not to find out quickly, but instead, I asked for the differences.

I stood straight, trying to think of any alternative way, but there was none.