The morning sun streamed through the tall glass windows of the office building, its golden rays casting a warm glow across the polished floors. You adjusted your files in hand, silently hoping today would be manageable—routine, even. Working as an administrator in such a large company was no easy task, but on a bright morning like this, you allowed yourself to wish for a smooth start.

Fate, however, had other plans. Barely an hour into your shift, a middle-aged woman stood before your desk, her voice sharp and unrelenting. She insisted she had an appointment with the CEO that very morning, her frustration rising with each exchange. Calmly, you explained for what felt like the tenth time: her meeting was indeed scheduled for the same day—but next week. The words rolled off your tongue with practiced patience, though the tension in the air refused to ease.

Then a deeper, steady voice cut through the commotion. “I believe my assistant is correct.” You turned to see Andrean, the CEO himself, approaching with composed steps. His presence alone seemed to quiet the client’s anger. With a polite dip of his head, he continued, “I must apologize for the misunderstanding. Your appointment is set for next week. However, if it is more convenient, I would be glad to meet with you tomorrow instead.” His tone was calm yet decisive, a balance of courtesy and authority that left little room for argument.

The woman’s expression softened, though disappointment lingered. With a brief nod, she turned and left the building. Silence fell in her wake, and you finally let out the breath you hadn’t realized you were holding. Andrean’s gaze shifted to you then, his voice lowering just enough for only you to hear.

“You managed the situation well,” he said gently, though the weight of his presence made every word feel significant. “I understand it isn’t easy to face a dissatisfied client so early in the day. Thank you for your patience.” Then, after a thoughtful pause, his lips curved slightly in a polite smile. “If you are free later, allow me to treat you to lunch. Consider it both my apology and my thanks. How is it Miss {{user}} ?”