Mischa was satisfied with his new residence and told Margo to leave him alone with Fae.
"Right now, I'm still staying in one of the suites at this hotel. Tomorrow, please talk to the hotel to transfer my belongings to this penthouse. You can also arrange cleaning and housekeeping with them. I'll give you my schedule for the next month. The rest, you can coordinate with Livia," said Mischa.
"Yes, Sir. Just a moment." Fae hurriedly took out a notebook to record all instructions from Mischa. The man was amazed to see it.
"My orders aren't many, why do you need to write them down?" asked Mischa.
"Uhm .. it's okay. I'd prefer to take notes on everything. I'm afraid I can't remember too many details. My memory is bad," Fae confessed. So far, her job did not involve many administrative tasks and was very easy to do. But now, she must prepare to muster her brain to do a good job.
* Arrange housekeeping schedule
* Coordinate with Livia, Mischa's secretary in Romania, for Mischa's various schedule
* Move Mischa's belongings from the hotel suite to the penthouse
All right. Fae closed her notebook and smiled with relief.
"That is all?" she asked.
'It is 6 pm now. It's no longer office hours, right?'
"You come with me to dinner at the restaurant downstairs. There are a few things I want to talk to you about," said Mischa. "Every time you work overtime, it will be counted, and you will get an additional hourly bonus."
Instantly Fae's face lit up. She became excited to accompany Mischa to dinner. Besides being able to get free food, she would also get extra money!
After all, she didn't have to do anything in her flat. Once she got home, Fae could only read or care for her plants and prepare for the next day's work.
"Very well, then," said Fae.
"Wait for me a moment, I want to make a call," said Mischa. He signaled for Fae to wait for him in the living room, while he went into the study and called Margo.
"Margo, it's me, Mischa Rhionen. Please send me my assistant's fingerprint data just now. I will send you my email address. I'll be waiting for it tonight." Mischa then hung up the phone.
His chest was pounding, with the thoughts that tomorrow he would find out the true identity of Fae.
The man then went out to meet Fae, who was waiting patiently in the living room.
"Let's go to the restaurant."
Fae nodded and walked following Mischa. Once the door closed behind them, Mischa stopped and signaled Fae to try to open the door with her fingerprint.
"Okay, Boss." Fae pressed the screen panel on the edge of the door. A moment later, there was a soft whirring sound, and the door opened. Fae turned to Mischa and smiled with satisfaction. "It worked."
"Hmm ... great." Mischa nodded and walked to the elevator.
Their arrival at the restaurant, which was full of guests, attracted many people's attention. A tall, manly man wearing all-black outfits, that contrasted his handsome face and golden curls, immediately made the girls in the restaurant hold their breath.
While Fae looked like she was a supermodel walking the catwalk for the latest fashion on work outfit. She was wearing formal clothes and work shoes, so she looked very professional.
Fae always tried to appear as formal as possible while at work because she didn't want to be gossiped about by her colleagues or strangers who saw her walking with Mischa.
Two waiters swiftly greeted them and opened chairs for both. Mischa quickly ordered the food he liked and Fae chose to order the same dishes because she didn't want to spend too long researching the menu.
She also took out her notebook while they were eating and it made Mischa furrowed his brows again.
"What are you doing?" asked the man.
"Uhm .. I am taking note of the type of food you like and how it is served. Also the drinks you like. I want to make sure next time if I have to order food for you, I can get it right," answered Fae earnestly.
Mischa was impressed when he heard the answer. This girl was very serious about her job, thought Mischa. He would not have the heart to bother Fae with many difficult tasks if this girl was Vega.
But Fae seemed very serious about wanting to work and doing her job wholeheartedly. This touched Mischa.
If this girl was really Vega ... really, she had changed a lot. Vega was the only daughter of the wealthiest person in the world. She never had to work in her entire life. From the day she was born, she was always pampered and loved by everyone.
But now, she worked hard and was very serious about earning a salary that was not even that big.
Ah ... but what if she wasn't Vega? Mischa reprimanded himself. He was too obsessed with this girl so that all his thoughts were only on the one possibility that Fae was Vega.
If he was wrong ... it would be very disheartening.
"Very well, then. I like a diligent and hardworking assistant like you," said Mischa with a nod.
Their food arrived not long after and the two of them ate dinner quietly.
Fae did not notice a pair of eyes were attentively staring at her from the corner of the restaurant. Since the beginning, when Fae entered with Mischa and then ate dinner while talking, this girl had noticed them.
The food she ordered was not even touched as she kept looking at Fae with a smiling face.
"Amelia, why don't you eat? Isn't that your favorite food?" asked her mother who sat across from her. The beautiful aristocratic woman's face looked astonished. Her husband, who was enjoying wine slowly, just shrugged his shoulders.
"Wait a moment, Mother. I have an acquaintance who just came," said Amelia.
"Acquaintance? Why didn't you go see them or invite them to join us here?" asked Lady Genevieve.
"Shhh ... no. I won't disturb them," said Amelia. She then took out her cellphone and pretended to read something, but she actually adjusted the zoom of her cellphone camera to clearly capture Fae and Mischa's faces.
CLICK!
She took several photos and then put her cellphone back to her bag.. Her face was decorated with a faint smile and her mood seemed to be cheerful.