Queenie drove her own car and zipped past the traffic. She was feeling different that day. In just two days, her life changed, and


    it was all because she ran into Nigel.


    When she stepped into the hotel lobby. all the receptionists almost gawked. They couldn’t believe this gorgeous and elegantdy


    was the Queenie they knew..


    She had brand-name goods all over her, and the Chanel bag on her arms was thetest model of the season. Even her heels.


    were thetest model of some big-name brand, but they didn’t look showy on Queenie. She was just so gorgeous, they couldn''t


    even feel jealous about what she was wearing.


    “Morning, Yelena, Queenie said. “We almost couldn’t recognize you, Queenie.”


    Just then, Queenie’s phone rang, and her heart started thumping when she saw who called. “Hello?”


    “Where are you?” Nigel demanded. “I’m in the lobby. Coming right over.”


    “Thirty-eighth floor.” “Right away.” Queenie said bye to the receptionists and went into the elevator.


    “| Googled her. Guess what | found?” a receptionist asked. “What?”


    “She’s Brandon Silverstein’s daughter. Her father’s a billionaire.” Oh, no wonder she’s Nigel''s rtive. So she’s from a rich family


    as well.


    Queenie went all the way up to the thirty- eighth floor. The whole story was made up of offices, and Nigel''s office was in the


    innermost part of the story. It was spacious and modern.


    Nigel was wearing a ck shirt and ck pants. Unlike his usual self, he looked like a dark knight, and he was staring at her.


    She looks like a properdy today. It suits her status.


    “Happy to be of service, Nigel. She approached him with a smile and bowed.


    He observed her and was more than happy with her attire, and then he led her to her office. “I''ll take you to your workce.”


    Queenie followed him out and entered an office with a big french window inside. There was a spot for her, and the desk next to


    her belonged to the other assistant.


    “This is Cecily. Try to get along, Nigel introduced. Queenie quickly smiled at her. ‘Hello.”


    “This is Queenie, my new assistant. Get along with her, Nigel told Cecily.


    There was a warm smile in Cecily’s eyes. “Of course, sir.” Cecily had been working as Nigel''s personal assistant for two years.


    She was a caring woman, and at twenty- eight years of age, she was capable and mature enough to handle things.


    Nigel looked at the time. “Time for al meeting. Youdies get to know each other”


    The moment he left, Cecily’s smile turned into a slight scowl, and she turned. to look at Queenie. ‘Queenie, is it? You''ll be


    handling the files. I''ll deal with Mr. Manson’s personal life.”Content bel0ngs to N?vel(D)r/a/ma.Org.


    “Sure. Queenie blinked. Oh, she prepared the clothes for me back in Nigel’s house. | should thank her


    Cecily adjusted her sses and said. solemnly, “There is one rule you must remember: don’t get any ideas about the boss.


    We''re not allowed to date him. That''s the rule.”


    Queenie blinked again. “I understand.”


    Cecily gave her another look. “Next time, juste in regr attire. You look too much like a princess in this one. How are you


    supposed to work if you stand out so much?”