Watching Brandon leave, Natalie was unconsciously grinning from ear to ear.

The feeling of having a high and mighty CEO work for her was just too satisfying! 1

However, her satisfaction was only temporary. Natalie waited and waited in the office, but her appointment never arrived.

Natalie felt something was wrong.

She hurriedly went out to check on the situation.

Suddenly, her lips twitched, and she was speechless when she saw the way Brandon was attending to a client.

His face was expressionless as he spoke, and the client looked a bit flustered being next his intimidating and cold aura.

Natalie quickly caught Brandon’s eyes and signaled to make him smile.

An assistant shouldn’t treat clients with such a cold and distant attitude!

Receiving the hint from his “boss”, Brandon forced out a stiff smile.

His smile was so fake and insincere. It made him look anything but friendly.

more flustered when he saw Brandon’s smile. He chuckled awkwardly

blinked innocently and defended himself, “Isn’t this how you welcome clients? He asked me a

so Natalie had no reason to

only client we have

her lips, she asked, “Then where are they?

said ] looked like Brandon Larson and even asked for my contact information. Of course, I can’t go easy on the

and frustrated.

a helpless look on her face when she met Brandon’s eyes. “Do you see now an assistant’s work is not easy as you thought?” Brandon looks at the empty reception room and nodded. Not one client was insight. “I indeed underestimate assistants,” he acknowledged honestly. Before he thought working as an assistant wasn’t challenging at all. He wasn’t anticipating that engaging

idea they had. That was the only way to make sure that the client and the designer were on the same page regarding the design and

could be incredibly complex and meticulous. If the assistant lacked patience or attention

but smile. “Now that

in, “You’re right. I will be treating him better. Maybe I’ll

of the typically unapproachable CEO yielding from pressure. “Seems like you gained something from being my assistant. Now you know how to empathize with your

someone knocked on the door

let

studio. He looked well-off with his clean and crisp

the man greeted. “My name is Jax Shaw.” In addition to his good looks, he

welcoming smile. “I’m Natalie White, the designer of this studio. May I ask what type of clothes you are looking for? Do you have a specific design in mind? We can discuss it in detail inside.” Natalie gestured inside and waited for Jax to continue

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