Chapter 70 – Secretary Duties

Bella came out of Charles’s office and sighed in relief with a pat on her chest.

What a quick reaction for her, if it weren’t, it would have been disastrous by causing his anger.

She admired the shiny diamond ring on her hand and chuckled a little bit. Soon there would be no need to smile to that evil man.

Ziv came over at once and greeted her, as he saw her smiling, he smiled back and said, “Milady.”

Bella tried hard to hide her happiness about going to sell her diamond ring, she gave him a friendly grin, “Mr. Whitman, what do I need to do now?”

“Milady, please call me Ziv.” Ziv stepped back courteously, “Milady, please come with me.”

Bella did not answer him, for her, it was better to keep a distance from the men in Charles’s Mansion. After all, they were accomplices of Charles.

The secretarial office was located in front of the door of the president’s office, and it was an open area concept. The manager of the office and the assistant manager were sitting in the first row, and there was a diverse group of ladies seated in the second row. They were all beautiful and dressed in fashionable business attire. They worked under the command of Charles, to arrange the appointments and greet visiting guests as well as his daily agenda. What Bella was supposed to do was at any given time to handle any of Charles’s orders.

There were phone calls regularly here and there, along with the soft, professional voices of the girls in the office.

Bella was impressed by the quick set up, as he still worked at home yesterday, and all the staff was entirely settled in here today.

Ziv seemed to understand her puzzled expression and said, “The secretary team was sent directly from headquarters, they are all experienced employees.”

Bella understood now, “So, that is why you were not in the Mansion these past few days? You went back home?”

Ziv’s smile was rigid. Suddenly the phone calls stopped, and the room was quiet. Ziv spoke loudly, “Everybody listen, this is Bella. She is your new colleague and will be working with you from now on.”

Someone asked, “Who will train her? Everything here is new, we need to be familiar with all the business here, and we are all busy.”

Ziv replied, “I will train her.”

Bella felt that she would be a burden to them all. But then smiled uncomfortably, “Hello everyone, I am a new…intern. My name is Bella Williams, I will try my best to work hard with you, any suggestions would be greatly appreciated.”

The girls applauded mechanically and went on with their jobs. Ziv politely said to her, “Lady Williams, your desk is there, please come this way. If you have any questions as well as if you need anything, just ask me.”

Everyone in Williams Group knew that Ziv was Charles’s 24-hour personal assistant. He was brought up in Charles’s family, and his ancestors had lived with the Williams for many generations. Although he was kind to everyone, he was just under Charles in the Company.

So, he had called Bella “Lady Williams” just now, which would mean that she heard whispers from around the room, “Is she the wife of the Lord?”

Everyone became silent in the room now, they watched Ziv lead Bella to her desk respectfully. He said, “Milady, this is your desk.” And pointed to a list of phone numbers on the wall of the cubby, “This is my extension number, you can call me whenever you need.”

More and more eyes focused on Bella.

“Why did the Lord’s wife come to work as an intern? She’s a noble lady, shouldn’t she be just going for tea with other noble women? Or did she just wish to experience the life of the working class?”  These questions spread among the girls.

At lunchtime, Bella noticed that three of the secretaries were still working, she considered whether to leave the office to sell the ring during her lunch hour, it was enough time.”

She took her bag and went to leave. Just as she turned, the phone on her desk rang.

Bella picked up the phone slowly, “Williams Group. How may I help you?”

The voice on the phone was rooted and proud as if he was amused by her answering, “Come to my office.”

The tone of this order… was really arrogant.

Bella put down her bag reluctantly and walked to Charles’s office.

As soon as she had left the room, the three secretaries began to whisper.

Bella went into Charles’s office, he sat at the desk reading some documents. He raised his head as he heard her come in, and ordered coolly, “Bring me some water.”

Actually, the secretary on duty would have come every twenty minutes to provide service for him.

But Bella brought a cup of water quickly and put it in front of him. As he was her saviour, she must not offend him.

Bella asked in a very polite manner, “My Lord, do you want anything else?”

Charles took several sips of the water, and as he seemed to be thirsty, the cup of water was emptied. He leaned back in his chair and said, “Massage me.”

Bella went to his chair quickly and stood behind him. She massaged his shoulders and his back.

Charles sensed a fresh smell, and he closed his eyes slightly with his lips curved up. She always smelled of a pleasant light fragrance, which came from her body.

Bella tried hard to massage, but she did not please him as she was not skilled.

“Bella, haven’t you eaten? You have no strength at all.” Charles was dissatisfied with her service.

“…of course, I haven’t had lunch yet.” Bella was a bit sad, but she felt cold air expel from the man, she changed, “Actually I just wanted to check out what kind of strength that you could handle.” Then she pressed harder, and it felt better for him., “Is this better?”

“More strength.”

“How about now?”

“That’s good.”

“Yes, sir,” Bella answered him with pleasure, but her face wrinkled bitterly. What had made his body so hard like a stone? How could he bear such a hard massage?

Her hands became sore in a such a little length of time.

After a while, Charles spoke lightly, “Give me another cup of water.”

Was he a fish? Having so much water?

Bella retracted her hands and went to get a cup of water obediently, but some of the water spilt out on the desk because of her shaking hands. She took some paper towel and quickly wiped the desk, “I am sorry, my Lord, I won’t make a mistake again.”

She had heard a story about a former secretary, who had spilt some coffee on the carpet and Charles had fired her immediately. What a harsh man!

Charles glanced silently at her hands, which still shook at her sides, and said, “Go.”

Bella paused and asked, “My Lord, my job is to bring you water and massage you?