The Poor Billionaire's Revenge.

Chapter 45

She quickly searched the entire office, pushing books down to the floor, and when she couldn’t find them, she called her secretary into the office.

"Ma'am, you sent for me, " Maggie said. She scanned her eyes around the scattered office and waited for her boss to explain why files were littering the place.

“I am in really deep trouble,” Athena said, scratching her head.

“What do you mean, ma'am? Maggie asked with a puzzled look.

‘Remember the bid file I was working on”,

“The bidding with the Wilmore’s?

“Exactly! I can’t find it". She spoke, her voice thick with mucus. She grabbed her handkerchief, which she had earlier placed on the table, and placed it across her nose. She then blew the mucus heavily into it to relieve herself. Strands of hair stuck to her forehead as the beads of sweat stood out in their magnificent forms.

“Let me help you." Maggie offered, and she quickly joined her boss on all the files on the ground as they sorted out several documents. For thirty minutes, she se