Beauty And The Boss
Chapter 11: Work Is Pretty Tiring

Helena closed her eyes firmly, she was now condemning her own stupidity. Why would he lie like that? As if later Vegas found out his lie and made the man come back to hate him because every word he said was never appropriate. As she walked toward the photo shoot in Vegas, she saw her reflection in a large mirror, oh my god, what is that thing about Helena today? He didn't even wear a lipstick and only wore this outfit in their first meeting back. “Simply he hates me,” muttered Helena slowly.

While Vegas was shooting, Helena quietly stared in awe at the perfect man, he was very handsome and Helena did not expect that this man would grow up to be a charming man. “You can remove one more button? I think it will be better,” said the photographer in a relaxed tone.

Vegas did not answer, he immediately followed the instructions and Helena who saw it was arguably quite dizzy. This is so awesome! “Hai, you're Vegas' new assistant?” asked a man who made Helena immediately turn her head and disperse her daydream about Vegas.

“Oh, yes, I'm his new assistant,” Helena replied quickly.

The man smiled kindly and gave a food box with a luxurious design to him. “This is lunch for you and Vegas, I gave it to Marteen downstairs, but she asked me to give it to me.”.

Helena nodded slowly, she picked up the food box and smiled. “Thank you, I'll give this to Vegas later,” Helena said.

“Just relax, don't get too tense, I've met Vegas a few times, he's quite kind and considerate of his old assistant. You're lucky to have a boss like that,” cheesed the guy up and then said goodbye to leaving Helena who was thinking for an assistant this time Vegas wouldn't be that careful to him.

Vegas clucked softly, he stared at Helena unhappily. "Drink! didn't Marteen tell you? every time I'm supposed to be done, you give me a drink" Vegas said.

Not wanting to upset Vegas so quickly Helena gave him a drink that was next to the man. Marteen did not explain about the drinks, he only explained about the Vegas car that Helena would later have to drive, the latest Vegas schedule inside the tab and the food that made Vegas allergic. "Sorry."

After Vegas finished drinking, Vegas again stuck out his hand. 'What else is this!' wanting to feel Helena yelling right now, she was like a fool who knew nothing. Oh come on, it's his first day at work, he also needs to adjust to get used to all this. "Um—"

"My tableware! Don't you know anything? You didn't listen to Marteen's explanation? he's already explained everything about me, if you can't work better you don't continue this work anymore."

Helena quickly shook her head, she did not want to give up so easily. "No, I'm sorry I promise this won't happen again" Helena said. He doesn't have to argue about Marteen not telling him, the most important thing now is where Helena can get the cutlery that Vegas asks for. As Helena looked at the bag Marteen had pointed at, 'this is the bag you should always carry with you wherever Vegas goes, Harry left this bag to be guarded very carefully.'

Helena quickly headed for the bag, she opened it and saw various personal belongings in Vegas. "Ckk, black box," cried Vegas who sounded quite upset making Helena quickly find the box and give it to Vegas.