Chapter 3

“Yes. If you remember, I told you someone came into the office yesterday, answering the ad personally.” Anna’s abrupt tone was somewhat justified. She sounded not only blunt but understandably tired. Owing to Rob’s procrastination to get his own assistant, her workload almost doubled. Despite what he and Phillip paid her in overtime, it didn’t make up for the extra hours she put in.

She marched over to rifle through the papers she had meticulously tidied on his desk only that morning—no doubt an attempt to make him appear an acceptable boss to a candidate. These papers already migrated in all directions of the compass. She pulled a CV from the pile and practically shoved it into his hand.