There I was, on a sunny morning running through the streets of Chicago, my heels clicking against the sidewalks and I was struggling not to bump into anyone. I was ten minutes late, it was only ten minutes late, but I knew that my boss, Adam Winters, or as he prefers us employees to call him: Mr. Winters would eat me alive for that.When I joined the company almost a year ago, I was working for your father, in the same role as executive secretary. I took care of his schedule, scheduled and canceled meetings, scheduled business trips, presented reports, participated in some meetings... I was his right hand man. But due to a health problem, he had to retire and, as expected, left his eldest son in charge of the most famous and prestigious architecture firm in the country.When I finally arrived at the building, I hurriedly greeted the doorman and out of breath made my way to the elevator. While trying to catch my breath, that metal box took me to the twentieth floor where my office was,
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