“Are you leaving sir?” The secretary get up from behind her desk to help her boss put on his coat.
“Yes. Take care. I’ll be seeing you tomorrow. Have a nice evening.” The handsome man smiled and made his way to the elevator. In the last four years his routine had been the same. He would come in the office at the first hour of the morning and left before 5 pm in the evening. For his employees his schedule was a mystery since he used to be a workaholic, but not for his secretary. The old lady knew the secret of his boss.
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