Fallon POV
After that eventful morning, I tried to focus on my new job. Lydia teaches me a lot of things today. About Mr. Finley's preference and work style. I felt like I was in a military camp. He liked everything to be done in order. A neat and clean freak. He would not tolerate any imperfection.
He even told Lydia about the small holes in my suit today. I didn’t even notice them if she didn’t tell me. It was under my left arm and only visible when I lifted my arm.
My brain nearly burst out from processing a lot of things all at once. I’ve never been a PA before. I was familiar with marketing and talking to people, but clearly not this…. This time it's more like I had to hear other people talking, arranging schedules, taking notes.
Speaking of the schedule. His schedule was unbel
