The Double Life of a Secretary (Megan and Leo)

Chapter 8

She almost thought that she had misheard. No matter how capable she was, she was only applying for the position of secretary. This salary was definitely beyond her expectations.

“May I ask if there are any additional requirements for this job?”

The person on the other end of the line smiled and said, “It’s easy to talk to smart people. Yes, we’ve given you a good salary. Of course, we also need an exchange. And if I’m not wrong, no enterprise has contacted you these days except us, right?”

Megan’s heart sank slightly, “Did Mr. Mayor… blacklist me?”

“That doesn’t count,” the man said, “The person who was fired by Mr. Mayor is on the blacklist of the entire Houston. No one will dare to hire you. If it weren’t for the fact that there’s no other way, we wouldn’t have taken the risk of offending Mr. Mayor to contact you.

Megan had a vague feeling that it would be difficult to get this salary.

“So, what exactly do you need me to do?”

“Come to the company at 9 o’clock tomorrow morning and talk to the boss face to face.”

“Okay, I’ll be there on time.”

After hanging up the phone, Vada hurried over and asked, “Which company is it?”

“The Travis Group.”

In an instant, Vada jumped up and down, “You can’t go! I’ve seen the boss of the Travis Group. He’s already in his sixties, but he still doesn’t give up. He’s an old lecher! He doesn’t want you to go to work at all. He must have ulterior motives!”

Megan smiled bitterly. What a jinx.

money. It had only been a few days, but she

go back and bow your head to Leo? It’s better than being bullied by that wretched old man. At least

shook her

be able

than anyone else in the world what Leo was thinking after following him for three

years.

Get Bogus

Leo was tired. He would take the initiative to kick her away

in her eyes.

took the initiative to divorce

his new lover.

her so that she would recognize

him.

her a sum

to find me. No matter how lecherous he is, one million is enough for him

need to find me.”

and nodded, “Then I’ll go with you and wait for you downstairs. If you don’t come out in 20

a warmth in her

avoid being targeted by the old lecher, I have to ‘remodel’

morning, Megan understood what Vada meant by

the mirror. She had old and rigid curly hair, dull black-framed glasses, washed old shirt and jeans, and a pair of canvas shoes. Vada didn’t think they were enough, so

of high

is this…

safe. If