Charles’ POV:

“Mr Halstead, here are the papers.”

Brenda, my new assistant, placed an envelope on my desk. It's a white envelope.

“How many times do I have to tell you? I hate these kinds of envelopes!”

She snatches up the envelope, “My apologies, sir. I’ll change it right away,”

“Brenda! Drop the fucking papers!”

“Oh right! Yes sir! Right away!”

I run my temple, a dull ache starting to grow. “For fucks sake,”

It’s been hard getting used to a new assistant since Penelope decided to be a bitch and quit with no notice. As much as I hated to admit it, she was good at being my assistant....