Her Assistant

-CHAPTER THREE-

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-LUCKY PERSON-

Her hazel eyes dart to the name and exhaled. She's went through half of them, and she still haven't seen anyone interesting.

She's already on the letter 'P'. Olivia stood to her feet and decided to take a bit of a break from scrolling through names for a bit. Everyone has been blowing up her phone that she had to put it on airplane mode. 

Not only that, she's also been number one trending all day. Seems like she really broke the internet. Down to youtubers they're talking about her, and it was both overwhelming and nice. 

Olivia went to the kitchen to make herself a smoothie before getting back to work. She took a seat at the table after making herself a PeanutButter and banana smoothie. Again, she skimmed through the rest of the files she'd chosen at random. A sigh escapes her lips as she threw another person to the side.

"Sorry Kathy Price, but you are not what I'm looking for." She took a sip from her cup and her eyes caught a name. It was not the next name in the alphabet, but it caught her eyes. Olivia placed her cup down and read the name aloud. 

"Alexander Reyes." She clicked the file and began reading. "Twenty-seven, male, a Cancer, hmp, interesting. No allergies, single. Okay, so far so good." She says to herself. "But are you worthy enough?" She kept reading until she got to the reason as why he was unemployed. "Was never employed? What do you mean by that?" Olivia sat back and rolled her eyes. "Ugh, at least you're honest Mr.Reyes." She exhales, staring at the statement. "Was never employed." She repeats.

Olivia fixed her posture and continued reading. "Ha, is that really why you think you deserve this position?" She says after reading what the man had written. "What an interesting young lad you are Mr.Reyes. Never employed and that's your reason for thinking you deserve this position?" Olivia chuckled and went to twitter. 

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TheOliviaGarden

Congratulations...you've been chosen.

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Pierre sat at his desk playing with his stress ball. He saw Olivia's tweet about having chosen someone. Not that he cares at all, oh no, but he is curious about it. Being on Dianne's show was a bit of a tease to pluck her feathers. Guess he left one behind to give her enough motivation to fly. 

"I can't believe she actually went through with it. This fire dance is about to be very interesting." He grins, clicking his phone off. "Now I'm excited to see the income."

"Y-you're not af-f-fraid that she'd win?" John asks. 

"Oh, John don't ever let that statement leave your mouth again. However, to answer your question, not at all. It's like I've been waiting for this moment my entire life and hadn't known it." He says fixing his posture in his office chair. 

"I haven't had a personal swan dance with Olive in a while. I, am going to enjoy this."

John nods. "W-well, who are you taking as a plus one?" 

"Don't stick your nose into too much things John, you too will be flabbered."

"F-flabbered?"