Miss Exception

Mr. C opening the door of his office. Before he finally enters, greeting comes from her personal secretary and also the managing director of his company, Melody. She has no interest on how appealing Mr. C looks every day unlike the other. A responsible woman who mainly just focus on her works and duties. She has the most time, that other wished for, spending with Mr. C that makes other employee jealous.

"Good morning sir. Would you like coffee?" said Melody while checking his notes.

"Yes, thank you" said Mr. C while staring at her secretary.

"What blend do you prefer? Dark?" asked Melody while taking a short glance on Mr. C's face that is steadily looking at her.

Interrupting on other choices that she will utter…

"The white creamy one" said Mr. C continuously looking at her.

"Right away sir, as what you've always wanted" replied by Melody, excuses herself and starts to step away.

Melody passing through her chatting subordinates…

"Go to your desk and start working" Melody spoke giving orders.

"Ma'am, it's still early. Let us stare on our darling a little bit more" replied by one while pouting her lips then biting slightly her pinky finger.

"Just wake up. There's no time for daydreaming here" telling it while driving them away to their desks.

While Mr. C enters the door and close it. He sat on his chair and started working.

Mr. C as what called by his employee is Clyde Montess Marquez. The only child of the multi-millionaire couple of Real Estate Industry – Montess Nest Realty. Being the heir, he makes his own name in his chosen career as the owner of one of leading company in publishing industry.

A light knock on the door…

Melody entered the room and serve the coffee in his table.

"Sir, for your schedule today, you have a meeting with the client", open the notebook she's holding seriously reading her notes. She is standing in front of his desk while detailing his today's schedule.

He looks at Melody. Stands up and walks toward and sits in front of his desk nearly facing Melody. Clyde gets the coffee she made and sips on it while listening.

"You also got a phone call with your father and with your friend", continuously outlining the details on her notes. She does not appear being intimidated on the thought that Clyde is just near from where she is standing, being two-step away.

At the back of her mind, she is thinking if she fails to remember something important to discussed to Mr. C that's why she is being observed thoroughly. As if she neglects something so delicate.

Paying less attention on the details of his father…

"Who among the two of my good friend made me a call?". He paused on sipping on his coffee and really wondering who it may be. He knows how busy his friends were. They all been on the same twist of fate – being the heir.

"Mr. Clifford La Torre", answered politely.

"Thank you. Nothing else? If none, you may go on now."

Clyde back to his chair and starts to work. He didn't make a call on either of the two.