Arthur’s POV
As I strolled down the hallway towards my office, I instructed my secretary to begin the search for a new personal assistant. It was becoming increasingly clear that I couldn't handle all the tasks on my own anymore.
Upon reaching my office, I was taken aback by the sight of a long line of individuals waiting outside. “They all seemed eager and respectful, hoping to be the one to replace Mr. Alvin. “
"No one can ever replace Alvin, Tasha," I muttered under my breath, feeling a pang of nostalgia for my former assistant.
Once I settled into my seat, the interviews commenced. The first applicant entered the room without even bothering to knock on the door. "Failed. NEXT!" I exclaimed, causing her to hastily retreat in shock.
The second applicant seemed pleasant enough, but
