s his favourite restaurant. Nor did he know how s

w the way he liked his coffee.

his lunch. A part of him was still fuming over his earlier introducti

ble behind him say. "What do you mean Claire?" The other lady asked. Curio

Claire said. "O dear...She was one of th

e doesn't get along with t

hat company in the first place?"

ory to whoever cared to listen. It was around five years ago when Harper Knox walked into the Jam

. Behind it sitting Blakeley of course, she told her that her job interview was to hold on the first floor. No

r her and Mr.James saw her as the right fit for the job as his P.A. She told him she wasn't cut out for that pro

t' assistant was born," The o

ibly clumsy the poor thing. Nothing seemed to go right, nor did she dress and

ant to be a PA in the first place... He

ate Mr. James' attorney. The grizzled old man looked up from his desk an

help with that sir?" She motioned to the large folder lying on the desk. "No no no dear,

nference room where the will would be read. It was w

r. Richard said as he laid down the folder.

lashing a rare smile. "Ms.Knox." He said coo

She said n

the rest, and then we'll begin."

that the first mention of Harper's name came. In all honesty, she woul

i Knox. To Harper I leave my penthouse in the city, which I have

all the money in the bank

alked to her about a bank account in h

RCEDES, a car which has been a fav

g Harper in a complete state of shock. She was

back of her eyes and t

ar?" Mr.Richard asked her wi

eyes were now on her. Quickly composing h