He nodded, mute.
“It’s always about money.”
But today, she walked into his penthouse office with a different posture. Shoulders back. Spine straight. A cream envelope in her hand. What-s Wrong With Secretary Kim
Elena placed the letter on his obsidian desk. “I’ve accepted a position with the Ritz-Carlton in Paris. My notice is two weeks.” He nodded, mute
“I’m resigning,” she said.