August's POV

"I want to work with you. I think I could be your secretary. You don't have to fire the one you already have. I can help her."

I stared at Isabelle for a few seconds, trying to figure out if I'd heard her correctly. Work with me? Be my secretary?

"Are you serious?"

I'd just gotten home after another frustrating day at work, and Isabelle had prepared a full dinner. Now, it seemed like the whole thing had an ulterior motive, considering she'd only made her request after servin