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Chapter 16 - Too fast???

*8 pm on the day before*

Ridiculous!

RIDICULOUS I SAY-

Wtf do you mean i have to accompany this man everywhere huh???

what is he a child? 

'Reporting time 8:30'

And for fucks sake we all know this dude won't be there until 10, why do i have to go there so early

wtf am i even supposed to do? Watch him?? give him fashion advices?? correct his posture? teach him etiquette-

The man already knows all of that-

What does a personal assistant even do???

and that is when I realised I had the phone with me, if anything i could just google it- (yes i know the names now)

'Role of personal assistant'

and SEARCH- 

"..."

"...."

The results:

Scheduling and Calendar Management. ...Managing Communication. ... Organising Travel Arrangements. ...Providing Administrative Support. ...Coordinating Meetings. ...Handling Personal Errands. ...Event Planning. ...Expense Management.

WTF is all of this-

how am i supposed to know any of these,the hell!

lord save me!

take me back-

There is absolutely no way I, a princess, will serve some rich guy. I'm done I'm running away forever, like fuck this shit. I'd rather die-

PERSONAL ERRANDS-

i sound like a maid with privileges, what is the blasphemy!

*ringggg*

Ah, such horrendous timing, and oh look who it is if it isn't the dammed devil himself

'Lee Min-Soek'

You know what, I don't wanna remember his name, he will be called the "glassed freak" from here on-

Finally, I picked it up

"Hello, Jenny-

I'm sure you read through all your duties, since tomorrow is your first day, I decided to adjust the reporting time to 9:30 am, of course, it's only for tomorrow.

now don't be late"

"..."

"Jenny?"

"Yes, i'll be there" i finally managed to blurt out

"Good-"

*Beep-*

I have like so many questions, like how can one's life fall apart like this in less than 24 hours, oh no wait-

Scratch that 2 years-

From dying to reincarnating, recovering in a mental hospital, and being detached from the world. And now finally I'm out, and what? I'm going to work-

not even undercover like some low-ranked job, but as the personal assistant of some big shot? I don't even know the way of this world, let alone the duties I'm supposed to do.

Yes if this happened like 2 days ago, I'd be confident and go-

"I'll be fine~

I have Jenny's memories-"

But now?

Now that won't work cause her memories are getting blurry in certain areas, what if she forgot how to do her duties too-

What will I do then?

How am I supposed to pull this off-

Third-person POV

She paced around the room after a whole hour, then, after checking through the brochure completely this time, she decided to test her memories

Jenny found her old laptop and searched through her work files.

"If I can remember any of these, I'm saved, if not..."

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