Chapter 4 Someone's obsessed with Mr Dylan

Yeah, I saw him with this phone in yesterday's GBC TV program.

Yeah, I think I recognize it.

Everyone of the girls stared at me, their eyes burning with jealousy.

Well, why do you think he gave me this, I stood up and walked around my table, waving the phone this time at everyone.

He likes me right, I continued.

I think...

Eew, it looks like you fantasize a lot. I tell you, Mr Dylan's taste is not bad at all..

Who would like a weirdo...

It seems that even a snail has hope of climbing Mount Everest...

Well, you can never tell but I can...

Don't even think about that, the door slammed open and an angry Aimee barges in with a scowl on her face.

And you, she angrily faced my junior colleagues. You still have the time to listen to trash. Get back to work.

They all pretended typing in their various computers but I knew they were all ears.

I got up from my table.

First, only I have the right to instruct my assistants, you can't just barge in and...

Don't go changing the topic Edna, what made you think that Sir would pick interest in a worthless fellow like you...

I frowned. This girl, Aimee was really going overboard. I would have punched her on the face of not for the little respect I have for her.

And you don't even have shame, rejoicing over a cracked phone, She sneered. You know what he did, he just placed you where you belong. To think that young Master will give you phone for nothing. Don't even dare think that he likes you.

Why you so worked up then, I walked around her in circles caressing my pigtails in a very annoying way.

Fine, fine, let's say he thinks I'm worthless and gave me a cracked phone and placed me where I belong and all that. What about you?, I stop circling and stopped right at her face.

You've been Working as his secretary for d*mn five years, No gift, no token, not even a present from him but in less than two weeks here,I got a c-cracked phone, I stressed the word 'cracked' when I said this.

I heard few of my male colleagues chuckle.

And it's surprising me why you're so worked up. Looks like someone's obsessed with Mr CEO.

Hahaha, people couldn't help laughing.

You... Aimee was very furious, too furious that she lost count of what to say.

I thought you were putting up a stunt earlier, what now? Flabbergasted?

Uhm! Zach, can you have this sent to the printing press, Eileen told Zach.

Using this little interruptions, I walk back to my seat and opened my computer, typing it's password while standing.

How dare you Edna.

Daring enough to walk you out of here, I reply lazily.

You're talking to the CEO'S secretary, Aimee fumed.

You don't need to remind me of your position and anyways how did you know that I was with Young Master's phone. Spying on me???

Aimee sneered and bit her lips in a vain attempt to surpress her anger.

Don't push your luck Edna, she warned and left banging the door out of anger.

Hasn't she heard of the adage, 'Break and pay', someone said. I wasn't aware of all their names yet.

After that, there was an abrupt silence. My actions made me earn respect from my co workers.

Zach since you're leaving for the printing press, also help me with this file. After I handed it to him and he left, I was about to resume working in my computer when my telephone suddenly rang.

I took it up. Hello

Meet me in my office now

....

I got more tensed as I stood in front of Mr Dylan's office. I tried calming myself down before proceeding to open the door only to realize that the door was a sensor so it already opened.

I enter the room and look around nervously. When I spot him standing by the glass window in the office, I quickly lower my head although I could still his side view. He was checking the time in his wrist watch and I raise my head slightly to observe his features again.

Have we met before?

When I heard his deep cold voice, I shivered and lowered back my head. Honestly, his voice had thrown me into a state of subconsciousness. Although I've heard him talking in some News broadcast, but hearing him live, body present...

When I realize I was meant to answer a question, I got more confused.

N-no Sir, I can't stop myself from stammering when nervous and today it betrayed me again.

Do I know you?, He fired another question getting me at the end road of anxiety. One that I've never felt in my life.

N-no...

Then what's this I hear about you bragging with the phone.

Gosh, how did he know this, was this really my first impression with my boss? Very bad.

I-i thought sir, it was mine s-sir. It was broken on the screen,sir. I thought s-sir you influence...influential people would consider it thrash.

Jeez, I'm now a good stammerer.

I did consider it thrash, he turned to face me this time revealing a distant view of his perfect jaw lines, my eyes dart slightly above, staring at his pink soft lips.

Maybe he had spotted my lustful stares because the next second, he said

Miss Steele, do you want to be sacked.

I jolt back to reality when I heard sacked. Haah! I came here for money, why would I want to get sacked in just less than two weeks. So I get very panicky when he told me this.

No Sir, I just got this job last week and...

Then stay in your limits, he turned back to the window signifying I should leave.

However I still stood there staring at his back.

I was thinking of something to do.