The next morning...
Onyx was losing patience with the temporary secretary's work, and there were many minor issues waiting for him to handle. The sick leave excuse had come to an end.
Namnueang, who was sitting bored, glanced up to see the president walking briskly down the hallway. She quickly changed her demeanor to one of enthusiasm, gave a broad smile, and eagerly stood up to greet him.
"Good morning, President. Are you feeling better?"
"You! Come with me," a calm voice instructed, and just like that, the temporary secretary felt elated, convincing herself that he was starting to take an interest in her. She checked her face for neatness once more, gave a broad smile, and followed him in.
"What can I do for you, President?"
She stood twisting her body, arching to show off her all
