You Are My One and Only

Patricia headed out bright and early the following day as she had to take the subway to work.

As the eldest young lady of the Aniston Family, Patricia had never ridden any public transportation. That was, until six years ago when she left her family. Since then, she has mastered the art of taking the subway and the bus.

She rarely hailed a cab as she didn’t want to waste money; the fare would rise as the time ticked, after all.

The subway was jam-packed with people, so stuffy that she was covered in sweat by the time she exited the cart. It was 7.50AM when she arrived at Arnold Corporation, and after clocking in, she headed straight to the president’s office on the top floor.

She went to the executive secretary, Sorella Lock, to report for duty. Sorella had already received Isaac’s message the day before to add a work desk in his office, which would be for his secretary coming this day.

With that, she took Patricia into Isaac’s office and pointed at the desk by the door. “This will be your desk.”

Patricia nodded in acknowledgment. “Thank you, Miss Lock.”

Sorella took a gander at Patricia. She’s pretty and all, but her clothes are… meh. Anybody can tell what she’s wearing are so yesterday. Then again, the treatment she gets is one that none of us in the secretary department has.

and the president might be in some sort of relationship, and Patricia might even be the future Mrs. Arnold. Because of that likelihood, she treated Patricia deferentially. “No worries. Feel free to come to me if there’s anything you don’t

Corporation is pretty nice, Patricia thought. They’re not condescending at all and are even pretty

after sitting down and putting her mug

it was mainly decorated in white or

scope was, so she just

and Isaac came in wearing a black coat. Liam wanted to take the coat from him after he removed it. But seeing

her job, so she took the coat from Isaac and hung it

returned to her desk and watched him give Liam the work for the day. He was the epitome of a mighty ruler,

truly understood what people meant when they said men looked the most charming

he passed by her desk. “Miss Aniston, President Arnold has a habit of

was giving her a hint, Patricia got up. “I’ll make it

Liam gave her a tour of the President’s office, which consisted of two break rooms—one solely

even the water and coffee he drank.

Patricia was now strapped, she was from an affluent family, after all,

told her Isaac’s preferences in detail, Patricia jotted it all down on her phone, swearing she would