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“Good morning Sir,” the woman at the door greeted Atty. Garette and once again he gritted his teeth.
“Yes?” with raised eyebrows, he asked the woman.
“Ahh Sir, I am your new Executive Assistant,” the woman said, smiling brightly.
When Atty. Garette looked at her again from head to toe, disgust crept through his eyes as they narrowed once more.
“Where did you come from?”
“Ahmm, from the capital Sir.”
“Are you going to this office to work or in a cabaret?” Disgustedly Atty. Garette said that made the woman’s smile automatically fade and was replaced with embarrassment.
“Sir, I’m sorry?” Furrowing, the woman asked, unable to fully comprehend what Atty. Garette had said.
“I don’t need a cabaret-looking woman inside my office, Ms. Jules nor need one as my executive assistant. I exc
