Chapter 16

“Here, Vice President Park. These are all the current files needing a signature.” I sit back and let my new assistant Veronica lay them out for me. Two days ago, I finally cut loose the girl of five years in a fit of rage for a missed document and a lax attitude to timekeeping. I have no patience for people who waste my precious time and make mistakes, and this one has all the new and shiny enthusiasm to do a good job. I know it won’t last.

“Did you archive all last month’s?” I lift a brow and pull the first black folder on top over, flicking it open.

“Yes, Ma’am. I sorted through, copied, and saved digital files to the central server and organized the paper copies in the building file room.”

“Why is this missing President Park’s signature?” I pause my pen over the budget request for one of our sub-companies. The very first one I open, it’s not even completed. Irritated by the oversight.

“He must have missed it, Ma’am. It came from his secretary only moments