Not Your Doormat Anymore novel Chapter 62

When I returned to the office, my secretary was already waiting for me.

Earlier, while we were going through the office work manuals, I had chatted with her a bit.

Her name was Mira Collins, and she graduated from Dynora College with a degree in financial management. Due to her family's financial difficulties, she took a secretary role after graduation to get her foot in the door.

Still, as a recent graduate, she lacked real-world experience.

Mira looked at me nervously. "Mr. Ranford… You're not going to fire me, are you?"

I shook my head. "I don't have any experience either. We'll figure it out together."

I set the project proposal down on the desk, ready to go over our next steps with her. "Our current task is to explain the collaboration details to him and get his agreement so that this project can move forward."

Mira covered her mouth in surprise. "As the general manager, you have to handle this personally? This person must be incredible."

I nodded. "Jason mentioned he's a traditional craft artisan who has mastered a rare embroidery technique that was almost lost to time."

The company was currently working on a clothing line, and using a traditional craft artisan as a selling point could significantly boost sales.

"Should we go now?" Mira asked, still a bit confused.

I paused for a moment before shaking my head. "Let's try calling first."

The project proposal included the contact information of the traditional craft artisan.

Mira nodded and pulled out her phone to make the call. However, before it could even ring, the call was declined. She tried twice more, but this time, her number was blocked. Her carefully prepared pitch had been rendered pointless.

She glanced at me, and I met her gaze. "What do we do now, Mr. Ranford?"

I rubbed my temples. "I have no idea."

It dawned on me that both of us were too inexperienced for this task. There was no way we could handle it on our own.

At 33 years old, she had already spent ten years working as a secretary. She was married once but got divorced, and she had custody of her son. She had bought a house in Dynora and hired a nanny to take care of her son.

She had no plans to remarry or have more children, so it was likely she would be staying in the company for at least the next three to five years.

"By the time the young woman by your side is fully trained, even if Lindsey resigns, it won't make much of a difference."

After hearing Dad's advice, I quickly agreed to follow through with his plans.

I nodded. "Alright, just keep going for now."

Youth certainly had its advantages; she was full of energy and enthusiasm.

I rubbed my nose, suddenly realizing that I wasn't even 30 yet. I had been so absorbed in my medical career that I had developed a workaholic mentality.