Chapter 42 Many flowers are popping up around Damian. That handsome face somehow looks more human day by day. The cold and stiff face gradually faded away little by little, making him look like a man who deserves to be liked, in the truest sense.
Liked as a human being, not only worshiped as the president director of Alexander Group.
âHa ha ha.â Damian really couldnât hold back his laughter. His face turned red from laughing. He tapped the chair several times, imagining Liviaâs face last night. He wished it was never morning.
âWhat makes you laugh, Young master?â Brown asked, even though he could already guess what would make Damian so happy if it wasnât about Livia.
âSecret.â
He acts like a boy in love.
The car arrived at the parking area. Damian got off, still in an excellent mood.
When entering the elevator as well, there was still a smile on his lips.
Brown feels today, all the plans will be going very well. All agendas will be completed smoothly and without a hitch.
But it seemed the fun ended in the blink of an eye because a time bomb could explode this building at any time, waiting for them in the presidentâs room. Three secretarial staff were standing in front of the door of the presidentâs room. They look agitated.
Their faces brightened when they saw the arrival of Damian and his Assistant.
Their hands were already shaking. âWhy are you standing at the door?â Of course, it was Brown who spoke. Their arrival was intimidating, especially when Brown opened his mouth.
âGood morning, Sir.â They said in unison, and Brown saw their lips tremble. He realized they had made a big mistake. And know, even the slightest mistake on the floor of this building will not be easily forgiven. âMiss Helena is inside.â Then, finally, one of the staff spoke, although she was afraid she still had to speak because she was the most senior here.
Hearing that, while holding back rage, Brown immediately walked in front of Damian and opened the door. Thatâs right. The beautiful girl was sitting elegantly on the sofa. She was surprised when the door opened, getting up from her seat. While Damian and Brown entered, he signaled the three secretarial staff to follow inside. The three pairs of secretaryâs legs were already drooping helplessly. But they had no choice but to follow in their leaderâs footsteps. Their mind flashed to what happened some time ago. âSorry, Miss, but you are not allowed to go in. Let me take you to the waiting room before Mr. Damian comes.â The secretarial staff spoke very politely to Helena. They knew who Helena was, so it made their guts shrink. âYou donât know who I am?â
The secretarial staff lowered their heads, apologizing. They certainly knew very well who the girl in front of them was.
Two years ago, this girl was able to go in and out of the presidentâs office without even notifying or making an appointment in advance. âIâm sorry, Miss Helena, but I canât let you in. Secretary Brown said that no one should enter the presidentâs office without his permission âHuh, heâs still pretentious. Move away.â Helena pushed the female secretaryâs body, and she finally entered the room.
The three secretaries regretted why they didnât fight her to death. They should have chosen to fight with her rather than die at the hand of Assistant Brown.
âWho let her in?â Damian sat on the sofa, asking without looking at the secretarial staff.
Helena came closer, and she touched Damianâs arm. Then, even though she was feeling scared, she mustered up her courage and shamelessness before going up to this building.
She had to make maximum efforts to get forgiveness from Damian. Even if she is shameless, she still has to move on.
âDamian, I forced my way in. Please donât blame them.â Helena spoke softly and confidently.
âWho let her in?â Damian screamed a second time, âBrown!â That one word was like a special instruction.
Hearing Damianâs high tone, Brown turned to the three secretarial staff. Only god knows what he will do. âAnswer Mr. Damianâs question while Iâm still speaking with words.â The three secretariesâ face was pale. Then, trembling, one of them came forward. âI am sorry, Sir. Itâs me,â she answered, stammered as her lips and hands trembled. Her whole body felt fear.
She started to realize that Helena was no longer a special woman to the president of Alexander Group. Instantly all the regret ran through her body.
âDamian, Iâm sorry I forced her to let me in.â Helena pleaded beside Damian, holding his arm.
âIf you respect my rules, you shouldnât do it. You have troubled them. Cut her salary in half this month.â Damian saw the female staff who had come forward to confess her guilt.
âOkay, Young master.â
âThank you, President Damian, thank you for your kindness.â She knelt down and thanked him. She knew this punishment was too light for her.
Usually, no matter how small the error the employees make, they must be ready to be kicked from Alexander Group. And whoever is fired from this company couldnât expect to be able to live properly again.
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