"No! I-I mean, N-No sir, I can make the time to follow orders," She quickly corrected herself.
Mia wasn't dumb, she knew that she was very much replaceable, Roan was notoriously known for that. She had no idea why she thought that he held her in some high regard so that wouldn't be the case for her.
His responding smile was cold, "Good. You know my address."
Mia silently watched him leave, the trembles in her hands getting worse but it wasn't from fear, it was from anger. Who the fuck did that slut think she was? It was her first day on the job as a personal assistant and she nearly made her lose her job that she had held for years.
She had to get back at her or she would go insane from anger. How dare Nova make Roan order her to stock her wardrobe? Like Mia was some kind of housemaid?
She would never let this slight go, she would get back her pound of flesh from that bitch.
