The CEO’s Tamed PA

Chapter one:
‘Calm down,’ her grandmother said. Eleanor, the woman who took Jeraldine in when her father died, had been watching her pace back and forth in their living room. The younger girl had been pacing for thirty minutes now, nervous and anxious. ‘You’re going to ace that interview,’ she added with an encouraging smile.
She spared her a glance. ‘It’s not a normal interview!’ Jeraldine ran her hand through her hair in frustration. The whole situation had become really intense.
‘This is just a normal interview. And don’t forget that you got the call because of your merit?’ Eleanor said. And for a second there, Jeraldine thought her grandmother had gotten insane.
She knew well enough her grandmother couldn’t understand how she was feeling about this interview. Everything depended on it.
‘No, but I’m going to be interviewed by a CEO who is very well known to be rude, and straightforward.’ Jeraldine reminded her.
Nathan Blackwood was one of the most powerful men that in all of London. He had managed to achieve more than most men can in their lifetimes. Some say it was his luck, and another claims it to be his hard work, whatever it may have been – Nathan Blackwood was the youngest billionaire in the city. How he had manage to achieve all that was beyond anyone.

‘Why don’t you choose somewhere else to work?’ Her grandmother suggested. ‘You know well enough how stressed and tired your father was working there. Yes, he had a different boss but he knew Nathan, and he never had good things to say about him.’
‘You know why Grandma. You know how important it is for me to get this job, and you saying this isn’t doing anything to help my nerves.’ Jeraldine answered, trying to reason with the older women.
‘I know, darling, I know. I am just not sure what clues you think you would find though.’ Eleanor said. She did not want her granddaughter to build too many expectations.
There was a chance that she might not find anything at all.
Jeraldine lifted her chin. ‘My dad – who was an honest man, died working there. His reputation was stained, and no matter what the police say, I don’t for a second believe that he was drinking while driving. He was more than that, and you know it.’
‘Yeah,’ Eleanor agreed with a nod, her eyes brimming with sadness.
It made Jeraldine feel guilty. Maybe for her own lack of letting her father go, she was also bringing her grandmother down with her, but Jeraldine could not believe it.