Sonia Faith walked into Wilson Holdings with nothing but determination and quiet confidence.
She wasn't rich.
She wasn't connected.
But she was strong.
"Good morning, Mr. Wilson," she said calmly, standing in front of Derek's desk.
He didn't look up immediately.
He had seen too many nervous faces, too many people trying too hard to impress him.
But something about her stillness made him curious.
When he finally raised his eyes, their gazes met.
And for a brief second…
Time paused.
"You're the new secretary?" he asked.
"Yes, sir."
He studied her for a moment longer than necessary.
Then said simply,
"Don't make mistakes."
Sonia nodded.
"I won't."