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    Though Minna had secured her spot in the secretary department through questionable tactics, she was in high spirits. But watching everyone else leave while Ethan lingered alone with Brenna—door closed—soured her mood.


    Rex approached, his expression tight with irritation. He was still simmering over his earlier sh with Minna, anxious about whether she would cause trouble for himter.


    Minna’s identity gave him a headache. He doubted Ethan would ever take her seriously or bend to his mother’s pressure. Ten years from now, Minna would likely still be nowhere near bing Ethan’s wife. Still, he worried she might leverage her connection to Elsa to assert dominance in the secretary department and use Elsa to get closer to Ethan. Even if unlikely, the possibility darkened his mood further.


    Rex stopped at Minna’s new desk, his voice curt and formal. “You don’t have a specific role in the secretary department yet. Your tasks are to prepare coffee for the CEO’s office and clean the office twice daily—morning and evening. Mr. Mitchell takes one coffee in the morning, three sses of water before noon, and three more in the afternoon. For guests, you will also cater to their needs. You need to memorize the preferences of clients who visit for meetings. Any slipup will cost you part of your sry.”


    His clipped tone and rigid professionalism made Minna feel displeased. Still, she wasn’t the type to throw her weight around. Deep down, she sensed Rex was targeting her on purpose.


    Was this really a secretary’s job? It felt like glorified maid work. Still, these tasks would keep her near Ethan. Though annoyed, she didn’t voice her displeasure.


    “Fine. Coffee and cleaning. I’ll handle it perfectly,” she said.


    Rex sneered inwardly. He believed she was in for a rude awakening. The job seemed simple, but Ethan’s standards were strict. Even brewing coffee came with a maze of unspoken rules.


    “Before you, ni Boyd managed these duties. If you’re unsure, ask her,” Rex said.


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    Minna brushed it off. “Got it,” she replied curtly.


    “There are guests in the CEO’s office now. Prepare two cups of coffee and deliver them.”


    Rex walked off without another word. Minna didn’t bother consulting ni, heading straight to the pantry.


    Minna was using ni’s workstation, forcing ni to share a cramped corner with another colleague. Yet ni was oddly cheerful. Serving coffee and tea had always been a minefield—one misstep could earn a harsh rebuke from Ethan. Being free of the task was a relief.


    Leaning toward her desk neighbor, Zaylee Natt, ni whispered, “Let’s steer clear of her. We don’t want to offend her.”


    Zaylee, a seasoned secretary in her early thirties, recently married and known for her ster work, scoffed, “She thinks she’s royalty just because Mrs. Mitchell sent her here. Did you see her strutting earlier? Like she owns the ce.”


    Nearby colleagues couldn’t help but join in the conversation.


    “She’s bad news. We’d better watch our backs. Even the CEO has to put up with her. We can’t afford to offend her.”


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