Chapter 36

36 The New Secretary

One could interpret the sentence in two ways.

One, Ronan was politely telling Lillian to leave because he was preparing to rest for the night.

Two, Ronan was inviting Lillian to join him for the night.

Whichever way Lillian decided to interpret it, Ronan was sure that Lillian would either politely excuse herself or be so disgusted with him that she left right away. He forgot that Lillian Woodland was unlike any other blind dates that he met before.

The Alpha’s daughter flashed Ronan a bright smile and pointed to Ronan’s left side. There was a suitcase standing at the corner of the room.

“...”

“I have taken some liberty to go shopping for some clothes for Mr. Silverback. I hope they suit your taste.”

Ronan rubbed his face and sighed before he shot Lillian an uncomfortable look.

“Why are you doing this?”

.....

“Doing what?” Lillian asked sweetly. “Did I do anything wrong?”

Ronan raised an eyebrow at Lillian. She was too smart to play dumb and both of them knew that.

An unmarried goody-two-shoes Alpha’s daughter should never find herself alone with another man at midnight in a hotel room.

Nothing good could come out of it, whether or not something happened between them.

Lillian gracefully rose to her feet and approached Ronan. She stopped just a few centimeters apart from him, enough for Ronan to smell her scent : a mix of rose and lavender.

Lillian took a card from her designer handbag and showed it to Ronan. It was an employee ID card for his company, the Silverback Corporation.

“I have accepted a position as your secretary this afternoon, starting immediately.”

Ronan squinted at the employee card. Most employees wore their most professional, rigid expressions when HR took their photos to make the ID card. Then came Lillian Woodland with her shiny supermodel-like smile, not even wearing the employee uniform. It was clear that the secretary position was nothing but a facade.

“I did not request for a secretary,” Ronan said with a chuckle.

Lillian beamed with a smile. “I trust you will find me quite useful.”

Ronan scoffed. What could an elite Alpha’s daughter like Lillian even do? Women like her were fed with silver spoons from birth. They were born to be pampered. Education was probably the most arduous part of their lives. Naturally, these spoiled misses were not expected to work. Not even a single day in their glorious, cozy lives.

“Your Beta, Jake, has been trying to reach you to no avail. Your phone is either off or missing,” Lillian reported smoothly. “I took the liberty to buy you a new phone just in case you need a new one.”

She took out a brand new android phone that had already been unboxed and handed it to Ronan.

“I have entered all the contacts from your address book and connected all your accounts. The phone is ready to use.”

“...”

He was not sure where his phone was. He possibly dropped it somewhere in the South Bedford Art College.

“Thanks,” Ronan said dryly, taking the phone from Lillian.

“Anything else?”

“Do you want me to read your agenda for tomorrow?”

Talking about work late at night was the last thing on Ronan’s to-do list that night.

“Thanks,” Ronan said, rubbing at his aching forehead. “It is late at night. I would like to rest for the night. Please leave.”

“Okay,” Lillian smiled. “Good night, Mr. Silverback.”

“I will get my chauffeur to drive you home,” Ronan said. Dane would never forgive him if he let such a prestigious Alpha’s daughter go home alone.

“No need,” Lillian said, tossing her long hair backward. “I already reserved the next-door suite.”

“...”

“For how long?”

“For as long as you decide to stay in this city, of course. I am here to help.”

Ronan balled his fingers into fists. A layer of ice descended over his eyes and coldness spread in his chest.

Help?

Ronan did not think so.

After Lillian left, Ronan activated his Mind Link. He had kept it deactivated for the whole day because he did not want to be disturbed when he confronted Lucien. Who would have guessed that one thing led to another and he ended up missing for more than twelve hours straight?

‘Jake.’

‘RONAN!!!!’

‘...’

‘I mean... cough... Alpha, where have you been?’

‘Where else? South Bedford City.’

‘Are you already at Carlton Bay?’

‘Yes. What is with this new secretary that I did not ask for?’

Jake was silent for a few seconds before he came up with an answer.

‘Mr. Silverback Sr. has decided that it is beneficial to foster a deeper relationship with the Ironclad Claws Pack. The Alpha and Ms. Woodland also agree.’

Ronan scoffed.

He would love to ask Jake who he was actually loyal to. His Alpha or Mr. Silverback Sr.. Then again it was unfair to Jake. Ronan knew it too.

How was a secretary position befitting such a prestigious young lady? Should she not be at least a member of the board of directors?

If Lillian Woodland had a higher position in the Silverback Corporation, naturally she would stop being Ronan’s second shadow. A smirk spread on Ronan’s face. He should bring it up to Ms. Woodland and see what she had to say.

The next morning, they sat opposite each other as they enjoyed breakfast from Carlton Bay Hotel’s renowned breakfast selection.

“I have thought about it, Ms. Woodland. You are certainly a smart lady who is overqualified for a mere secretary position. I happen to need someone of your caliber to fill an important executive position in my company. Why don’t I accompany you to the office to settle the formalities?”

Lillian put down the knife and fork and dabbed at the corners of her mouth gracefully.

“Mr. Silverback seems to misunderstand something. I am not trying to build a career at the Silverback Corporation.”

“Ah.”

Ronan raised an eyebrow. He cocked his head to the side and observed the beautiful woman in front of him with great interest. Was Lillian Woodland that desperate that she was going to tell him that she intended to stick to him for all eternities until she was made a Luna?

Ronan was not one to shy from imparting cold, hard truth to women.

“I share my father’s opinion that it is time for me to learn how to be a good Luna.”