Wait, She’s a Billionaire (Sheena Lawson) novel Chapter 1664

"Mr. Nicholls isn't the type to be swayed by looks. She must have some exceptional skills to catch his attention. I remember her presenting a proposal at the staff meeting. The confidence and quick thinking she displayed is impressive."

"Who knows? Mr. Nicholls's thoughts are beyond our grasp. Let's just focus on our work."

Discussions like these became a daily occurrence after Mavis became Nathaniel's assistant.

At her desk on the top floor, Mavis organized the files in front of her.

It was only after becoming his assistant that she realized how many tasks Nathaniel had to handle each day.

Suddenly, the phone on her desk rang.

It was the direct line to Nathaniel's office.

Mavis cleared her throat and quickly answered, "Mr. Nicholls, how can I assist you?"

During work hours, she addressed him as Mr. Nicholls.

"Bring me a cup of coffee, slightly sweetened, hot but not burning hot."

Before Mavis could respond, the line went dead.

What on earth?

Slightly sweetened, hot, but not burning hot?

How was she supposed to know his exact preference?

Previously, Nathaniel had complained that the coffee was either too hot or too cold.

So, he had given her a specific temperature range.

Mavis felt a headache coming on.

To make matters worse, he only liked freshly ground coffee, and the process always left her hands aching.

If he was dissatisfied, she had to start over from scratch.

The sound of the hand grinder filled the break room, and Mavis refocused on her task, carefully adjusting the coffee and milk ratio.

Then, she added a bit of sugar, feeling the cup's temperature with her hand.

Hot, but not burning hot…

That would mean the coffee should be just warm enough, right?

Maybe?

Was the milk ratio wrong?

Was it too cold?

She anxiously waited for his comment, but Nathaniel remained silent for what felt like an eternity, making her heart pound in her chest.

"The coffee is too sweet. Also, it has lost its original aroma as it's too cold. Make it again."

She knew he would not be satisfied.

Mavis bit her lip, took the cup, and went to brew another.

He said it was too sweet, so she used less sugar.

It was too cold, so she made it a bit hotter and brought it directly to him.

The aroma of fresh coffee slowly filled the room.

It smelled good.

This time, he should not have any complaints, right?