Novel Titanic
Chapter 5
“Come on, trust me! He’s tall and attractive, better looking than any movie star!” Dana scratched her head and chuckled, “Although Eve only seen him from a distance a few times”
Camila gave an awkward smile. “No, I was wondering about his work style. You know, no one, male or female, has lasted more than a week in that position. Is it because the expectations are so high, or is he just a bit eccentric?”
“What are you thinking about now?” Dana playfully tapped her on the head, laughing. “The standards are high, and decisiveness is a must. His abilities are well recognized. The company was established just five years ago and is already a top player in the industry.”
She spoke with admiration, propping up her chin and studying Camila’s face with a smile. As his personal assistant, you’ll have to handle a lot of his personal affairs, so his expectations might be even higher. You’re smart and clever, and with your angelic beauty and stunning figure, I think he’ll be quite considerate.”
Camila sighed. “I might also be sent back here soon. Luckily, Mr. Cash has promised to keep the assistant position open for me. Otherwise, I’d be out of a job.”
“Don’t worry so much. The big boss is really a good guy, Dana reassured her, patting her on the shoulder. Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.
“I’m gonna set a small goal for myself, like staying for a month.” It was double her current salary, so Camila certainly wanted to achieve
Dana smiled and said, “You lack ambition. I’m off to a meeting.”
“Bye, thanks, Dana…”
Afterward, Camila checked the headquarters address. The headquarters building was located in a high-tech industrial area, home to hundreds of listed companies. All the well-known major firms were there, and the office park was brightly lit until late at night, filled with various legends and around-the-clock stories.
Impressive, and far from where she lived, with no direct transportation. Taking the bus and then the subway was the fastest route and would still take an hour and a half. Traffic jams could make it even longer, meaning her commute time was several times longer.
Camila felt quite disheartened. She shut down her computer and left work. It was only ten o’clock when she got on the bus.
An hour later…
“Camila, what are you doing back at this time?” Cole was surprised to see her.
“Hey Cole, got off work early today and came to check on my mom,” Camila responded with a smile.
At that moment, Cole picked up an apple and, smiling at Camila, said, “Here’s your favorite apple.”
Camila waved her hand. “Thank you. You keep it. I’m heading back to the store, bye!”
“Hey!” Cole walked out with the apple. There was no one at the entrance of the fruit shop. He turned and looked towards “Cami’s Deli grinning broadly
Camila sneaked into the shop just before lunchtime. Several tables were occupied. Claire was standing by a large pot, cooking ravioli.
“Can I have a bowl of chicken ravioli, no vegetables, please?”
Hearing the familiar voice, Claire looked up and saw her daughter, her lips curving into a smile. “Oh, Camila, why didn’t you tell me you were coming? I didn’t make lunch.”
“I felt like having some ravioli, Camila said with a smile.
“I’ll cook some for you. It’s Monday today. Why are you back so early?” Claire asked, puzzled.
“I’ve been temporarily transferred to headquarters, and the company gave me the day off”
“Headquarters? Isn’t that far from where you live? How long is the commute?” Claire said, concerned.
“Not long. I’m only transferred there for a while.”
“Check, please” A customer called out.
*Coming, Camila responded, smiling at the customer, “One small bowl of ravioli for eight dollars.”