Chapter 11
Kian’s voice trembled as if he was suppressing an overwhelming emotion.
“Sora, do you trust me?“,
His eyes lit up once more, as though he was looking at something precious.
The thought startled me, but I met his gaze and nodded firmly.
Kian nodded back, released me, and turned to leave.
Just before stepping out, he said, “Wait for me.”
The sound of the door closing sent a shudder through my entire body.
Watching his departing figure, I felt lost.
I had no idea what he meant by that.
But I trusted him. He would give me an answer.
He wouldn’t make me wait in vain.
I trusted him the way I trusted my own life.
I could never forget my first interview.
With only a self–taught associate’s degree, I wasn’t remotely qualified for a position at Homer Enterprises.
But I received the interview notice anyway.
The interviewers were kind, telling me to wait for further news.
And then, I got in.
I started from the very bottom.
The company gave me a chance, sup
I spent my days at the office and my
me in taking a postgraduate course while working.
ohts studying.
It was a busy time, but I felt fulfilled because I could see Kian anytime.
It took me three years to reach his side and become his assistant.
Because of frequent business trips, I pushed myself to learn foreign language, studying relentlessly.
At one point, I even asked Kian to speak to me only in foreign language.
I was a fast learner, excelling in my studies.
Then, I went on to teach myself other languages.
Even now, I haven’t stopped learning because I want to get closer to Kian.
I had been his assistant for five years.
1 grew capable enough to handle things on my own, earning the reputation of the company’s most feared executive assistant.
I rarely smile. I work with precision. I accomplish everythin; Klan entrusts to me.
