"Alright, and last, we need someone to accompany the legal advisor to take notes at his meet—"
"Me!"
Giselle had almost jumped out of her desk, making everyone else jolt in their seats. The secretary next to her rolled her eyes.
"That demon girl is crazy," she grumbled.
"Well, at least we know she’s got poor taste..."
Giselle hadn't made any friends other than Penelope despite a few months having passed already at the company, but she couldn't have cared less. Those women were like flies trying to compete with a queen bee, and in her eyes, they were obviously blind.
Despite having her eyes on only one man, the half-succubus secretary was effortlessly making waves within the company. On her first week, she'd received two dozen letters and flower bouquets wishing her a warm welcom
