The Devil's Secretary

Chapter 40: A ball

"Boss, it’s taking quite some time for him to open the door. Shall I call him to ensure that we are not at the wrong address?" Benjamin asked.

Ryle looked at the closed door for a moment before he nodded once.

’Click’

The moment Benjamin took out his phone to make the call, the door opened from inside. Before Ryle could take a look inside however, Daisy stepped out in a flash and locked the door behind her.

Ryle quirked a brow at her abrupt movement, ’’Are you not inviting me inside?"

Daisy checked the time on her watch and responded with a straight, ’’I came from work an hour ago so ideally, when I am not working, I don’t have any obligations to entertain you unless it is anything serious.’’

Ryle’s lips twitched. The more he interacted with this young lad, the more he realized that ’Dexter’ was like an exotic treasure. He could be annoying to death but he was equally funny too.

’’Do your packing and get ready. I have a task for you.’’

Daisy frowned, a bad premonition growing in her chest.

New York, USA.

The atmosphere was alive with elegance and sophistication, setting the stage for a night of enchantment.

The ballroom was filled with the sound of music and the laughter of people. The chandeliers overhead cast a warm glow over the room, and the walls were decorated with mirrors that reflected the movements of the distinguished people present in the ballroom.

In the corner of the extravagant place sat a man in the shadows, observing the crowd that whispered and swayed to the beats of the music. But beneath the easy-going exteriors of those people, they were upper echelons of the high society. With every gentle smile they cast in someone’s direction, they were plotting someone else’s downfall.

"There you are, Mr. Dexter,’’ an old man approached the ’man’ with a sly smile on his face, ’’I heard you are present here tonight so I had to meet you.’’

Daisy recognized the old man as the owner of a luxury fashion house.

’’It’s nice to meet you.’’

’’Don’t be so humble.’’ The old man laughed, ’’Will your boss be making an appearance tonight? It just so happens that my daughter is here so...’’

Daisy stood up from barstool and checked her phone. After a moment, she glanced in the man’s direction and said in a rushed manner, ’’My boss is texting me,’’ she walked away from the scene smoothly before anybody could stop her again.

Daisy walked to the other corner of the counter, her face was a bit pale. Just as she was trying to close her eyes for a moment to catch her breath, two women sashayed towards him.

’’Hey handsome, care for a dance?" one of the women leaned forward, jiggling her voluptuous breasts almost in her face.

Daisy’s eyes narrowed, ’’Don’t bother.’’

It had been happening since the moment she stepped inside the ballroom. People coming over to socialize in order to extort information about Ryle or women coming over to seduce him with various motives.

Had it not been for the contract Daisy had signed almost a year ago, she would not have followed Ryle’s orders of keeping an eye on the people in this ballroom. In fact, she would not have given it a second thought before escaping from this scene to go back to spend some quality time with her daughter.

Slightly intimidated by her cold response, both the women looked at each other and harrumphed as they left.

Daisy pushed herself to her feet and walked away from the bustling ballroom.

Crossing a few hallways, she reached the washroom but just as she was about to step inside, the door of the washroom opened and two ladies walked out, giving her strange looks as they walked away.

Daisy looked up at the ’ladies’ sign on the top and then she gazed at her male disguise. Eventually, she walked to the adjacent bathroom.

The moment Daisy stepped inside, she was unable to keep a straight face. She locked the door and squatted on the floor, clutching her stomach as her face twisted in pain.

’’Ah..’’

Her wig slipped off, letting her long waist cascade all the way down to her waist. Daisy did not know how long she squatted there, clutching her hair with one hand and caressing her stomach with the other before she inhaled a deep breath and pushed herself to her feet.

Daisy grabbed her wig from the floor before she proceeded to reposition it on her head, hiding and tucking the long stresses of her hair under it.

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It was supposed to be weekend for her where she stayed home rather than walking around in some ballroom, observing the interactions of the higher echelons because Ryle Harper wanted some intel.

And worse of the worst, her body seemed to be acting strange since the moment she stepped inside Ryle’s private jet for her journey to New York. Daisy recognized the familiar pain engulfing her body. It was her period, another trouble that was supposed to knock after five days, not this early, and most importantly, not under these circumstances.

’’Fucker!" she cursed as she washed her hands before sleeking her wig back. She grabbed a few tissues and dabbed them to wipe the cold sweat on her forehead.

’’Looks like the environment is not suitable for the lady.’’

’Click’

Daisy stiffened.

The door to one of the cubicles opened as a man walked towards her. With an aloof expression on his face, he eyed her closely.

Daisy looked at the man in astonishment. She was in so much pain when she stepped inside the washroom that she forgot to check if there was someone in the cubicles. It was quiet around the place and that had made her assume that there was no one in there.

"I don’t know what you are talking about,’’ Daisy switched her tone back to that of a man even though she knew it was too late for that.

’’You have some nice skills though,’’ the man coldly stated as he washed his hand, ’’I don’t know what you do but you can consider working for me. I will pay you well.’’

’’No thanks,’’ Daisy turned to leave.

’’My company’s headquarters is situated in Beijing but there are several branches in US. So, I happen to be here. If you want, I will take you in, figure a suitable position and pay you well.’’