Daphne and Akako ended up staying for a few hours before they had to leave to go do their own things as it was getting late.
They seemed to enjoy spending time in the office with me, stating that after the launch, I should be able to have more free time to spend with them.
So they noticed that my time was evidently being taken over by the perfection of this launch.
Which is true for the most part, every launch, every part of my company has been perfected by me, the final details that people tend to overlook, the small crack workers or managers don't see.
I see everything and make sure that it's perfect and nothing can go wrong. I know that I have many workers and managers that can handle the task, but at the end of their day, this is just a little project for them and if they mess up or get fired, they can always go to another company.
But for me, this is life for me, my motivation to get up everyday, to push myself. My life's work, my dreams, so yes–Of course I'm going to continually put out the most perfect things that can reflect good within myself and my legacy moving forward.
I rather work for days straight than to half-ass things and hope for the best.
Some companies hope for the best whilst I know the best.
And thanks to my predictions on previous launches, this launch will be better than the last one.
After Daphne and Akako left, closing in on a hug. I continued to sit at my computer screen until the work day ended.
A few hours later, the work day ended for most people as I continued to hear mountains of footsteps roaming the halls and outside conversations as they discussed meaningless things such as going to bars, going home and relaxing on the couch and so on.
Looking at my computer screen, I realized once again that there is so much work that needs to be finished and I simply can't risk going home right this second. Otherwise, I'll fall behind and I would need to play catch up tomorrow–slowing the process down.
I groaned as I called Chopard into my office.
Chopard arrives as he calmly walks into my office, he appears to have relaxed that a day worth of running around as I heard from many people.
Looking up from my computer, fully giving him my attention, I informed him, "I need you to stay late tonight, there are some things that we need to get done tonight"
Now thinking about it, I think I would need to stay late as well, probably later than usual, as much as I want to jump into my bed and go to sleep. There is simply so much to do and if I slip up, something will not go right.
I can not let that happen.
As I kept seated at my desk, Liam was about to say something, "But I–''
Cutting him off, holding up my pointer finger, I said, "Let me rephrase that. I demand you stay late tonight Chopard, don't forget about your role here, you are my assistant and I get the final say. Going against my demands will have consequences"
He says nothing as he swallows nervously, his Adam's apple being visible from where I'm sitting, he deeply breathes in as he says, "Yes ma'am".
Leaving the office as I instructed him to, after he closes the door, I sink in my chair, sighing deeply.
Reminding myself again, I thought, This is the punishment he deserves and needs, sooner or later he will start to get it, this silent statement that he can't mess with me.
But will he get it though? A question lingering in my mind as I thought more and more about it, or will he think that this is all for no reason and he doesn't think any of this as a punishment but as fun for me?
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Office Playpen
RomanceHailey Cantrell, the world knows her as a heartless, cold CEO of a very successful international company. She fires people left and right for making the tiniest mistakes, she demands perfection. Cantrell just fired yet another assistant, and another...