“Ciara!"
After sitting alone for a while, I heard someone calling my name. When I turned around, I saw Wilson appear.
He was looking bright and cheery, in his impeccably clean white T-shirt with a button-down shirt layered over it.
"Wilson, you're here!"
"Did you wait long?"
"No, I only just sat down for a second. How are you so fast?" Upon seeing him, I was so excited that my eyes crinkled involuntarily.
"I negotiated and closed a big deal today! I wasn’t expecting it at all," Wilson gushed with enthusiasm as he sat down across from me.
"What kind of deal? Have you taken over a project?"
It stands to reason that being an assistant means working closely with the designer to run the business. But although Wilson was an assistant, he was doing it all alone. This is the first time an
