All Chapters of His Personal Assistant's Secret: Chapter 11 - Chapter 17

‘cock-a-doodle-doo’ Miguel mistily opened his eyes. He was awakened by the alarm clock's roaster sound on the bedside table. Seconds later, he got up and hastily turned it off. “Ops! You shouldn’t turn it off. I set the alarm for you to take your medicine on time.” Andrea’s words popped out and echoed into his mind. In his recent stay with Andrea and Trina, he actually used to turn the alarm off because he was annoyed on its weird roaster sound. But, no matter how many times he’ll turn it off before he’ll sleep, Andrea would still and repeatedly sneak into the room to set it back. He could still remember the past few days she ran into him to steal the clock on his hold and turn the alarm once more. She keeps on retelling that it’s to remind him on taking his medicine on time. Thinking about it, Miguel merely lift his eyelids indifferently, smile and repeatedly shook his head like a villain, “You really got me, nerdy!” He commented idly. He got up from the bed and walk into the clo

It's Thursday, morning. Yes, it has been two days since Marcus visited Miguel. However, the resentment in Andrea’s heart still remains. “I’d like to recommend your aesthetic shirts to my classmates since I like it so much. I couldn’t believe that my boyfriend will find me attractive wearing those. So, thank you.” A senior high schooler petite girl vibrantly commented as she scanned the bangles she additionally ordered from Andrea. Silence… “Actually, my roommates wanted to have those shirts too, so, do you still have those lovely designs?” She asked. Still, silence hailed over. “Hey, Ms. nerdy, are you listening to me?” Waving her hand at Andrea’s face, she added. “Huh? ah! I’m s-sorry. What did you say?” Andrea inquired. “I said if do you still have those lovely shirts' designs I ordered last day, my roommates wanted it too, so I’d like to order again.” Crossing her hands, the petite girl answered. “Ah, yeah! Of course, I still have.” “Okay! Same address and same time tomor

The sun had already climbed high in the sky when Andrea emerged from her place, the current dwelling she called home. She was on her way to her supplier as she run out of stocks for her merchandise. As she maneuvered her motorcycle through the streets, she passed by one of the largest hospitals in the city center: Brixton's Jackson Medical Hospital. She knew it was owned by Miguel's family and currently managed by his aunt, Dr. Selena Jackson Alvarez. Ever since she had discovered Miguel's true identity, she had long known; the Jacksons were multi-billionaires. Their wealth was unmistakably prominent in Brixton City, standing out as one of the wealthiest families in the country. Their fortune was evident in the education, medical, and real estate industries.After a few seconds of staring at the imposing building, Andrea glanced at her watch. Realizing it was almost time for her scheduled meeting with her supplier, she swiftly resumed from driving and left without reluctance.Meanwhil

The clock on the grand ballroom wall struck 7:00 PM, its golden hands gliding over the intricately designed face, signaling the official start of Jackson Corporation's 50th annual celebration. The ballroom was already alive with the hum of chatter and the soft clinking of champagne glasses. Guests in their finest attire, an array of shimmering gowns and tailored suits, milled about under the glow of crystal chandeliers, eagerly awaiting the evening's program.Prominent executives and influential figures from various branches of the company had already arrived, mingling and exchanging pleasantries. The air was thick with anticipation; everyone knew that tonight was not just another annual celebration—it was the night Simon Jackson, the longstanding CEO, would announce his successor.Yet, while the room filled with eager faces and excited murmurs, the Jackson family themselves had not yet made their appearance. Each branch of the powerful family remained in their respective private suit