Chapter 6. Search for a Worthy Maid

Jason*

"Next file!" I bellowed but the door remained closed.

"This is the third time I would be demanding for this and if you keep me waiting for too long, I assume you don't value your job. A lot of resumes and application forms are submitted daily, I don't search for workers; they look for me."

I raised my voice and lowered my dark glasses, my gaze fixated on the door.

"Next file," I repeated.

Sona, my secretary ran in with numerous files and placed them before me, she nearly got her dress torn by the doorknob in the process.

"I'm extremely sorry Sir."

My eyes walked over her body, I shook my head.

"If you keep displaying this trait of incompetency, I don't mind helping you to lose your job." I adjusted my tie and flexed my neck.

"This file is not stamped yet, where is this file coming in from?"

She bent a little forward, her eyes scanned a fe