Why's she here?

Jayden POV

After having a long bath in the bathroom, I walk back into my room to get ready for work. I walk over to the mirror and stare at my reflection while having a smile on my face, seeing the handsome face staring back at me. What more can I possibly ask for? I mean look at me, I have the most handsome face ever, the most perfect body shape, perfect voice, everything about me is so perfect, and I have many ladies on my lists, both young and old tripping for me, but heck! I don't give a damn about them, I'm not a flirt, so I don't give them attention.

After drooling at my reflection all I want, I chuckle softly, walking over to my cabinet to get my clothes. It takes me almost an hour to get dressed, and when I'm finally done, I pick up my briefcase and glance at my reflection in the mirror for the last time, striding out of my room afterward. Taking one last glance at my reflection, I finally stormed out of the room, not after picking up my briefcase.

My name is Jayden Turner. Twenty-seven years old young handsome business tycoon. Business is what I have passion for all my life, so it's no surprise that I have excelled in many fields of business over the years. My dad resides here in Oklahoma City, and he lately willed his company here to me since he's aging so fast. At first, I didn't like the idea, but knowing that there was no one else that can help him, I had to abandon my company in Australia and traveled down here to take over his company.

Stepping out of my room, I walk through the spacious hallway. I descend the grand staircase, heading to the living room where I meet my dad sitting on the couch and having all his attention on the TV. He's watching the early morning news again. This is what he does every morning. At least, that's what I have noticed about him for the past two weeks that I have been around. The connection between him and the news is inseparable. He loves anything that has to do with news.

"Good morning, dad." I smile heartily at him.

"Good morning, son. Did you sleep well?" He returns the smile as he glances at me, and takes his attention back to the TV almost immediately.

"Yes, dad. I'm off to the company," adjusting my tie with my left hand, I say to him.

"I thought you aren't going to resume today, it's already past 9am," He pulls a surprised look after he checks his wristwatch.

"I had a hectic day yesterday trying to set up some things, so I slept off quite late. See you later dad, I have to be on my way now," And with that, I stride to the door and exit the living room.

I hop in my car and drive out of the compound as soon as I get to the parking lot. The drive to the company was quite stressful as I got stuck in a traffic jam for a few minutes. My day is already messed up by the lady I ran into in the traffic. I pray not to ever see her again. She's so annoying and full of disrespect. Hopping in on one of my cars, I dropped my briefcase on the seat beside the driver's seat, before igniting the car engine, after which I revised and drove out of the compound, and in split seconds, I was already on my way to the company.

After driving for what seem like forever, I finally drive into the company and park in the garage. Stepping out of the car, I look at the building for a few seconds in admiration. I haven't been here in a while, and I must confess that a lot of things have changed in the building.

A middle-aged man of about forty-five to fifty years of age rushes toward me and takes my briefcase.

"Good morning sir," The young man greets me politely.

"Morning," I walk ahead of him to the entrance door and steps into the company afterward. The interior is still looking the same way that it was three years ago when I was here.

"This way, please," The man I still have no idea who he is, directs me to the elevator. A few minutes later, he lead me through the hallway until we get to the door of my supposed office, and he pushes the door open for me to enter.

Stepping into the spacious office, I nod my head in satisfaction. The interior design is really beautiful and eye-catching, whoever designed it must be a pro at this.

"Sir, the staff are all waiting for you to come to address them," the man's voice pulls me back to reality.

"Oh! Alright, I'll be there," I reply to him as I finally turn my attention to him.

"Alright, sir. I'll be right outside your door. Call me if you need anything," And with that, he turns around to go, but I call him back.

"Uhm... What's your name?" I ask him.

"Liam Harper, Sir. I used to be your dad's secretary, but now your secretary," He replies to me, and I nod my head slowly. And who told him that he'll be my secretary now? That's not possible.

"Oh, I see." This is crazy! The fact that he used to be my dad's secretary doesn't mean he must be my secretary, right? I mean, how can I let an elderly man like him work as my secretary? That's not possible.

He bows slightly, and with that, he turns around and finally ambles out of my office.

A few minutes later, I amble out of my office, and as soon I step out, Liam quickly stands up from behind his desk. He better enjoys the rest of his days here. He's leaving soon, and when I say soon, I mean his days here are numbered. I don't care if dad agrees to it or not, but he must leave.

"Oh, you're here Sir. This way, please," He gestures toward the door after he pulls it open and I walk out. He closes the door gently behind him, before leading me away.

After a few minutes walk, taking different routes, he finally pushes the door open, revealing the large office. The office has many computers with many staffs. I couldn't have expected less from a communication center, right?

The staffs quickly stand up and assemble as soon as I walk in, and one of them catches my attention. She looks familiar. What! She's the same lady that got me pissed today. What the heck is she doing here?