Secrétaire の小説・ストーリー

Her brows furrowed but I just smiled widely to her. I found out that Jonathan Hill is my mom's secretary. That boy did really caught my mom's trust. I went out of my mom's office and looked around to find Jonathan's cubicle. I smirked when I saw him being busy with his monitor. "Jonathan Hill," I called his name and pulled out a chair in front of him. He looks shocked while staring at me. I crossed my legs and organized my sunglasses on my eyes. He looked at me with his wide eyes. He looks really a nerd. But this boy is the reason why I became Farris' secretary.

Caius said looking at the menu. "And may I ask why?" "He is not a good man. Too many personal dirty stories." "Then why are you doing business with him?" I asked confused. "He is good in business. Simple." He shrugged. I just shook my head. On the cue, Mr. Lewis arrived with his secretary. He was a man in his middle fifties, very fit though. He had a big white beard. His secretary was wearing too much vulgar clothes for my understanding. She looked in her early twenties.

Bernadette shook her head with pursed lips. “This was one of his biggest accounts and as you can see from the files, all confidential. He kept this one close to his heart so I don’t know much apart from who to contact to set up meetings. All that information you’ll find in your emails.” Aria bit her lip knowing that she had her work cut out for her, but nodded and thanked Bernadette before she left. “Okay, let’s see what we have here.” She picked through files till she came to one that was labelled “Memorandum Of Incorporation”.

After so much contemplation, we ended up deciding on Molly and Blaze coming together, so that way, I won’t have ta return home from the office to go pick up Molly, nor would she have to get an Uber. “Are you listening to me, sir?” I whipped my head downwards until I was once again staring into the matured face of Secretary, a woman who’s in her mid thirties. We’ve been working together for two years and she’s really good at what she does. “You’d have to give a welcome speech in a few minutes time. Do you still remember the special people you’re shouting out to?” She asked, glancing down at the board she had clasped against her chest. When I didn’t respond, she thrusted a paper into my hand a

He asked to the Secretary The Secretary drooled at his handsomeness before answering… “He’s in sir, I’ll just inform him about your arrival” The Secretary said still stealing glances at him… “Thanks” He replied and winked at her before walking in… He walked into the office and mr Alberto Mackenzie was sitting on his chair. He offered a handshake and with a smile he said… “Good morning senator Alberto Mackenzie. My name is Cassius Watkins” ____________

It was the start. The scent of hospital disinfectant still lingered in the fabric of Nathan's shirt when he entered his father's office. Pentagon walls were hard and cold, but the air inside Alexander Ford's office was stifling with secrets. The Secretary of Defense was behind a desk that was as large as Nathan remembered, but so full of folders and sealed files that the surface seemed barely visible anymore. Alexander's eyes rose to meet Nathan as he entered the office, but there was no warmth in his gaze, only the absence of surprise.

However, when he communicates this to his secretary, a slight opposition arises. Dean's voice reflects his enthusiasm, "I need a month off. Personal matter. Family." His secretary, maintaining a calm demeanor, responds, "Sir, we have important projects lined up. A month is quite extensive. Are you sure about this?" Dean, undeterred, insists, "I've been searching for her for months. This is non-negotiable. I need this time." The secretary, remaining composed, counters, "I understand the personal aspect, but consider the impact on work. Can we compromise on a shorter duration?"

I said, and Mason sighed. "We just have to wait and see. I have called Keith, and he is handling it on my side." Mason said, and I nodded. We switched on the television in the living room to listen to the news. It was a timely action because the new secretary of defence, Miles Jordan, was giving a press release right then.

Stella nodded, "Alright, you may report to me about the meeting in detail. Who was standing by Christian's side and who stood by Sean's side?" "Zoah has given up his vote, whereas Travis supported Sean. Quinn was siding with Christian." "Is Quinn the judge whom we had seen before? Which department is he responsible for?" Stella asked. "He is in charge of the Department of Energy, Education, Health, and Human Services. Travis is the Secretary of Defense." "Who is in charge of diplomatic affairs then?" Stella queried as she didn't know much about the country's situation. She had to force herself to do so now.

The one that had hit the west coast in San Francisco. The reason why of all people the President had decided to engage in one of the most complicated conversations with her was because of her authoritative status of course. Victoria Courtney, or as she was formally addressed, Madam Secretary; was the Chief Executive head of the US Department of Defense and her line of work could not have been of utter importance in the six years she had been Secretary than in the past three hours. Courtney was indeed a prominent figure in all of the United States and currently, at the Pentagon, which was where she had just ended her call with the President.