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.

even threatened Leo that she would rather sell herself than take his money. It had only been a few days, but she

It’s better than being bullied by that wretched old man. At least Leo

shook her head.

she compromised this time, she would never be able to escape

better than anyone else in the world what Leo was

years.

Get Bogus

initiative to kick her away and

in her eyes.

divorce

of his new lover.

to punish her so that she would recognize her identity

him.

she compromised, he would give her a sum of money

choice but to find me. No matter how lecherous

no need to find me.”

found it reasonable 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 heart,

order to avoid being targeted by the old lecher, I have

the next morning, Megan understood what

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 she stuck a huge black label

of high

is this… okay?”

be safe. If they still