All Chapters of Mr. Huntington's Secret: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

My heart dropped upon seeing what I had to see right now. I even gulped as my heart started racing rapidly as I kept on checking the files. Who on earth is he? How could he have these files? As I checked the last file, my jaw dropped as my face had gone color for what I was seeing right now. I even dropped it in no time. I stood up, wide-eyed as I leaned on the shelf. I couldn’t believe it... Why did I work for him? Why did I trust him? My eyes roamed around the room. It even made my knees weakened upon seeing what is glued in the rooms. It was horrifying and unbelievable! My heart flipped seeing those photos plastered on the wall. Why does he have so many photos of me? Why are they in portraits? Why does he have so many files which are all about me? My eyes widened as I gasped loudly seeing my younger self on my high school days. “Shit...” I mumbled under my breath, couldn’t believe what I was seeing. He even had candid photos of me even on my college days! What the heck!

“You offering me what?” I asked Mr. Huntington. Did I hear it right? Did he offer me a position to be his personal assistant? Was he serious? “Be my personal assistant. Since you’re going to file that resignation letter of yours, and we both know once you leave this company, you have no job to apply for right now. So, I’m offering you a job. Just be my personal assistant, Ms. Merrywheather.” I narrowed my eyes, trying to seek if he was just kidding me or not. I don’t see any of it but I saw all his serious features facing me right now. I don’t know what came out of his head as to why he has to offer me that he wanted me as a personal assistant. I knew I could get a lot of salaries if I accepted it but I’m resigning today.

“Good morning, Cejay!”I snorted meeting Marlou’s wide smile as if he found something amusing this morning. I walked to the refrigerator to get some milk and put it in the glass. I didn’t bother to ask Marlou to make me his specialty coffee. With his annoying smile right now, I could kill my gay friend right away.“Now I regret that I told you that happening last night.&r

“Ms. Perry, here are the contracts signed by Mr. Huntington,” I said as I placed down the piled files I was holding on her desk.“Thank you, Ms. Merrywheather.” I bowed my head a little. But before I could return to Mr. Huntington’s office, she called my attention. I tilted my head, perplexed. She then smiled a little. “Welcome back,” that’s all she said and returned to her work.

A year later...“Is this how you do your job?! By being such a fucking clumsy?! Do you think I can tolerate this problem you created?! You are fucking fired!”I flinched as I saw on my peripheral vision as to how Sir Sebastian flounced the telephone. I focused my eyes on the monitor and