Emily's POV

Standing before the huge mirror in my room, I turned around, checking if everything was perfect before I left my room.

The rehearsal wasn't as difficult as I thought, just to be smart, learn how to stand for an hour or two on heels which I just mastered and more precisely, being quick in terms of pulling out files for cross checking and reference.

“With these, you're good to go.” Leo said.

“Thank you,” I muttered.

“Quite sad, I'm not coming with you.” His eyes went dull, but rather this isn't what I pitied but his expectation not coming true. He's the real personal assistant and I'm pretty...