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Loving the CEO novel Chapter 19

Summary for Chapter 19: Loving the CEO

Summary of Chapter 19 – A pivotal chapter in Loving the CEO by Nene

The chapter Chapter 19 is one of the most intense moments in Loving the CEO, written by Nene. With signature elements of the Internet genre, this part of the story reveals deep conflicts, shocking revelations, and decisive character changes. A must-read for anyone following the narrative.

Getting on the bus that had arrived five minutes after I had arrived at the bus stop, I climbed aboard and paid my fare. Sitting down, I watched the houses, persons, and buildings pass by. Arriving at my stop, I got off and stood right in front of the enormous building that is as tall as a skyscraper and is made of glass, and the words Jacob Enterprises printed at the front in black and were written in bold.

Looking at the time, I saw that I was thirty minutes early. Walking through the doors, I went right up to the receptionist.

"Hello good morning, I am here to see Mr. Jacobs."

"Do you have an appointment?" She asked without looking up from the computer screen.

"No, I don't, I was told to be here by seven-thirty."

"Well you can go sit over there, you're thirty minutes early Mr. Jacobs will interview you soon."

"You don––"

"Jacob Enterprises, good morning, how may I assist you today?" She answered the ringing phone, cutting off my entire speech. Walking to the chair, I sat down and patiently waited for Adam. My patience was starting to run thin, and I wanted to go right up to the receptionist and demand she takes me to his office. One and a half hours had passed, and my butt was starting to hurt. Letting out a frustrated breath, I finally got up and marched right back over to the brunette receptionist.

"Can I please go see Mr. Jacobs?"

"You would have to wait, he hasn't called me yet to send you up for the interview."

"You have me mistaken, I am not here––"

"You haven't started your job yet and you're already late," his calm voice came out from behind me.

"Actually, I was thirty minutes early but this bit-. I mean your receptionist had me sitting here for almost two hours," I replied coolly.

"Why didn't you send her up?" He asked the receptionist, ice lacing his voice.

"I thought she was here for an interview sir."

"Didn't I tell you I had a new personal assistant and she will be coming here at seven-thirty?"

Did Adam just fire her too? I questioned myself.

"That's Mrs. Wilson, she was fired this morning so you could take her place," he said while pointing at the older woman. "Mrs. Wilson, you would be the new receptionist down at the front desk."

"Thank you, sir, thank you so much," she cried while smiling.

"Get down to the front desk now!" He said before walking through a door. Adam was a scary man when he was at work. Barking orders and commands and firing a person for making a mistake. I don't have a problem with this as he's the boss and he knows what's best for his company but it scares me, what if I mess up will he fire me in a heartbeat?

Walking behind him into an office. I saw that it was huge, and it was painted in white, with a black desk and a black chair placed in the middle of the room and a black sofa in the far-left corner. Pictures of the painting were hung on the wall giving it the room life.

"This is your office and remember I am right next door. If you need me you can just walk right through that door," he said pointing to the white door that I didn't recognize because it was camouflage––blending well with the white wall. "You can go to lunch at two-thirty," he continued before walking outside the room. Walking around my desk, I let my hand trailed over it. The desk felt cold beneath my fingers. Sitting down in my chair, I couldn't help but smile.

I finally landed a job that has great benefits, is air-conditioned and better pay without even looking. Soaking in the glory for a few moments, I finally opened the drawer and took out the pad that Adam said I will find in the drawer and a pen from off the desk. Getting up, I walked to the door and knocked.

"Come in," he called. Opening the door, I walked in and sat on the chair opposite him. His office had more space and was bigger than mine, it was painted in white also with the same color desk and chair but different paintings.

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