P.S.S (Personal Spy Secretary) Season 1

Chapter 16 (half of 8)

After I finished sorting out the files given to me, I took out the paper in which Jason wrote questions corresponding the story I told him. I started writing answers.

1. Did you meet Chloe after that day?

Obviously, there are many chances I would meet her.

Yes. I wrote the answer.

2. If yes, what was her attitude towards you?

Well, that was quite a memory. She hugged me as soon as she saw, like we were high school friends and started laughing and talking to me, like it is any other friendly meeting we have had.

Very friendly.

3. What about Clover?

Same, no change.

4. What do you think of Christian?

And here starts the Christian questions.

I think he is very good. I wrote back.

5. Is he handsome and hotter than me?

Okay, what kind of question is that? But I am bound to give an answer.

Yes, definitely, one of the most handsome men I've ever seen.

I wrote.

6. Is he better than me?

In every possible ways.

I wrote hoping it would make him angry.

7. Did you ever go on a date with him?

Yes, one of the best days of my life.

Okay, that was the truth. He really made me laugh, I mean, who wouldn't like a humorous boy making you laugh most of the time, when your life is full of complications.

8. Have you both ever kissed?

I was about to write no, when my I.C instructed me to write yes.

Yes. I wrote, still having the thought of cutting it any moment.

9. Do you like him?

Was that even a question? Heck yes.

Yes.

10. If you do? Does your dad know about this?

Well, my dad has hint that I like him.

Yes. He is happy with it too.

I wrote hoping it is the truth.

Well, some of them were lies, but still, I have Freedom of Choice here.

Suddenly, the door that conjoins mine and Jason's room flew open, and came in, Jason, my boss. "Knew I couldn't count on you on hearing the bell." He said as he came to me. "The bell rang? How come I didn't hear it?" I asked. "Isn't it Obvious? Same reason yesterday." He said and came to me. "You were engrossed in your work." He said and leaned down to me. I smirked. "That shows how much dedicated-" He cut me off. "Whole hearted and tut-tut-tut dot-dot-dot to your job?" He said and stretched his back. "You are a killjoy." I said. "A what?" He asked.

"A KILL. JOY." I said, emphasizing each word. He smirked. "Then I guess I will have to show you how much of a joy I am." He said and picked me up in bridal style.