Mr. CEO & I

Chapter 1

This is my first book. My 15-year-old self-wanted to write my ideas and thoughts out. I hope you like it, please be constructive and give me some feedback. I have always wanted to write my own stories, so I'm really excited about writing this book. I really hope you like it. It starts of slow, but it does get better, the real drama happens in the middle of the story. So please bear with me.
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It's unbelievable to think that I had manifested this very day into existence. This precise moment as I know it was the making or breaking of my career.

Getting a call this morning for an interview at Morgan limited was something that was pulled out of my day dreams as I simply couldn't comprehend how I could be considered for an interview when there are numerous other candidates hoping to get the same call and possibly position.

Me, Ava Hilson got a call from Morgan Ltd to come in for a job interview, the interview I thought I could never get but hoped for.

Excitement and anticipation were an understatement. Words could not describe how I felt within.

Knowing I still had time on my hands as I was woken early by the phone call. I decided it was best to start my day, as the saying goes 'early bird catches the worm' and I for sure wanted to catch this opportunity with both hands, maybe even with my two feet to truly secure the bag.

Perhaps I should recite what I will say in the interview. This is a once in a life-time opportunity not being prepared will be detrimental to me having a greater chance of succeeding.

Failure can not be accepted at all, not even in the slightest.

I have been waiting impatiently for a week, lo and behold the human resource manager, called and told me I had an interview this morning.

I can't believe someone as unimportant as myself had an interview with the billionaire tycoon Mr. Morgan. Me of all people could possibly be working with a well-established business known to millions of people.

Not wasting any more time, I proceeded to complete my essential morning routine, in record time I had gotten ready for my interview.

I ensured I dressed in a way that looked responsible for my possible role as Mr. Morgan's personal assistant. I did not want to give him the idea that I wasn't serious about this role from first impressions.

When I appeared outside, I was immediately welcomed by the heat I got from the sun beaming down on me, the sun was out which made my surrounding appear more brighter and, lively. I walked straight to the bus stop a little happier than usual.

Buses and taxis were my primary mode of transport as I didn't have a car and couldn't drive.

I failed my driving test twice that's how bad of I driver I was. I remember the first time I went for my driving test I nearly caused an accident. It is hilarious to look back on now but at the time it was not funny in the slightest especially the amount I had to pay for the emotional stress I had caused my driving instructor.

The second time however I thought I had gotten a little better but obviously I wasn't good enough because I didn't pass but besides it's not that big of a deal as I have other forms of transport to make use of.

My thoughts were interrupted when I heard the sound of the bus stopping in front of me. I walked in paying the fair for my journey and took a seat in front of the bus. The journey consisted of fifteen minutes to arrive into the city.

When the bus came to a temporary stop I got out and walked straight to the first café I noticed. I walked in and was welcomed with the familiar smell of coffee and baked goods.