Poorly Forgotten Secretary
Ambrosia Bad Mood, Alex Good Mood

King Street, Sydney,

Ambrosia walked away as she entered her apartment on the fifth floor of the Atelier Buildings, at six in the afternoon. Although not as large as his apartment in Melbourne first, but the studio room he has lived in for the last two years is—since he moved and worked in Sydney, he said, in fact, it is much more able to give him a sense of comfort than his apartment first.

After cleaning her face and hands quickly, Ambrosia headed straight to her tiny kitchen to brew her favorite hot chocolate drink. He also took several jars containing biscuits of various sizes, shapes, and flavors from the food cabinet which he then taught on a large tray of pink.

Seeing that the snack she needed was complete, Ambrosia brought her full pink tray to her flagship—spot balcony to relax after work.

The girl had always felt the aura that her apartment now had was as comfortable as her family's tiny house in Central Tilba Village. Moreover, this apartment has a balcony with a view of the dense and calming downtown Sydney trees.

Balcony where he can put his favorite tiny sofa, to just stretch the body while enjoying the breeze of the afternoon of Sydney, accompanied by hot chocolate and a variety of snacks. The daily routine is usually powerful enough to relax yourself, repel fatigue and fatigue after a day of work Ambrosia.

But not in the last few weeks. It was a very tiring two weeks for Ambrosia. Physically, he was clearly forced to work on a new office renovation project for the Trainee Director, who was assigned to him directly by the President Director, but mentally the work was much more tiring for Ambrosia.

Imagine that in the next few weeks, the owner of the office he is renovating will come, making his hair goosebumps. Counting down the execution date set for him.

The fact that he may have to return to work under a male boss makes Ambrosia's stomach nauseous. His resentment of the possibility is almost equivalent to the traumatizing effects of his previous bad experiences.

Although Ambrosia also realized that Alex Levine could have a character as good and wise as the mother, he was, but again various negative thoughts about Alex Levine that he had never even met more dominating the brain Ambrosia.

Ambrosia has even prepared a draft resignation in her personal email, which she is ready to send whenever she feels the need. An unlikely resignation exists if Roxanne Levine does not announce her intention to bequeath the company to her only son.

Well, it's perfectly natural for Roxanne to bequeath her company to her son. But why should it be so fast? Ambrosia thought in a hurry. Why exactly when he has found peace in his work environment...

Ambrosia may be able to accept any change in the company he currently works for, except for that one. Except for the gender shift in powerholders where Ambrosia had to dedicate herself as a secretary.

Ambrosia's eyes glared deep into the twilight sky of Sydney's increasingly dark city and began to starry. Although everything he needed to restore his mood had been fulfilled, yet again his relaxation ritual, failed miserably.

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Q Management, Los Angeles,

"Where's that Mama's Boy?" Dale Newton shouted loudly while stomping his feet as he walked down the corridor to the Q Management—agensi modelling Managing Director room where Alex Levine and Jake Chiper were staying.

The dark brown-haired stocky man then opened the door of his boss' room wide without knocking it first. As if he is immune to the option of unilateral dismissal based on the principle of privacy violations.

Fortunately for Dale, Adam Harrison— - the owner of the room who is also the President Director of Q Management - was in a good mood at the time.

"You're so insolent for the size of the manager entering your own boss's office, Dale," said Adam calmly without turning his head toward Dale Newton who seemed to hold back his anger.

Instead of being angry at the disrespectful attitude of one of his employees, the perlente man remained focused on the documents he was reading.

"Calm down, Dale. If Alex's face gets hurt by your blow, it'll be a big loss for the company." Jake, who had been following his wrathful manager, tried to calm the stocky man down by patting Dale on the shoulder.

"I don't care, just let her face battered, after all she's been absent from her contract obligations as a model. He's done away with his job, Jake, dumped the company and we're all going home to his mom's arms, you little mama's son," cried Dale full of emotion as he glared at Alex.

"Jake's right, Dale. You need to calm down, because Alex is not missing his obligations. It's just that he didn't renew an exclusive contract with us. But instead, she will be the first exclusive freelance model of Q Management" explains Adam proudly.

"What the hell else is that," asked Jake amusedly as he took an empty seat between Alex and Adam.

"The new term I created, of course," said Adam followed a distinctive series full of authority.

"I swear if one of you doesn't explain to me immediately, what's really going on, I'll turn the table you're on around," threaten Dale who was immediately laughed at by the other three men in the room.

"Sit down, Dale. I promise you after this you'll be cheering for joy" Adam concluded.

Dale immediately complied, and after that Adam began to explain that Alex Levine's exclusive contract as one of the Q Management models was supposed to expire in less than two months.

However, even though Alex had planned not to renew the contract because the man had to return to Sydney to take over his family's company, Alex would still settle all his obligations according to the old contract until the end. When finished, Alex will stay in Sydney for the next time.

"That means he's still leaving us all, right?" cut Dale grimly.

"I'm not done yet, Dale. Listen to the end and wait for your turn to speak, okay?" adam Strictly.

While Dale Newton could only nod his head, Alex, the main character who was the topic of conversation, was even as comfortable as a smile seeing the panic of his manager that seemed funny in his eyes.

"Originally you know I don't run my business with feelings, Dale, but I use these, too" Adam pointed to his temple as he spoke, "of course I won't let go, an important asset of my company if I don't get something more profitable" he continued.

"Oh, come on, boss. Please don't convolve," whined Dale impatiently.

Adam Harrison smiled as he shook his head, "Well if that's what you want, shrimp brain. In essence, I accepted Alex's decision not to renew his old contract, because his mother promised that Levine Enterprises would invest fully in Q Management to open a branch office in Sydney. And Alex also promised to keep helping as a model as long as it doesn't interfere with his main schedule at Levine Enterprises..."

Dale Newton's eyes that had been flushed red with anger suddenly sparkled brightly, "Is that really true?" tanyanya could not believe it.

"And one more..." Adam hung up his sentence to perfect effect in his attempt to surprise Dale, "that's what I'm going to appoint as the person in charge of our Sydney branch, Dale, in other words you're promoting, congratulations," closed Adam with satisfaction when he saw the expression he expected plastered real on the face of Dale Newton.

Jake is the only one in the room who seems less than enthusiastic about Adam's news. Jake has not been able to make his decision on Adam and Alex's offer to move to Sydney, again for the reasons of his twin brother, Roy Chiper.

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