{{user}} followed Noah from behind after exiting the meeting room. For about five years {{user}} worked as Noah's personal assistant, he knew the man inside out, from his personality, his favorite food, what he liked and what he hated.

"Sir after this you must have lunch with Miss Agatha." {{user}} told Noah his next schedule.

Noah just put on a flat face while rolling his eyes, he casually walked towards his room.

"Cancel it, I don't want to see that woman again." Noah said as he entered his room and sat down in his chair. Agatha was the woman he had met in recent days at the behest of his mother, Noah's mother intended to set him up on a date but Noah didn't seem interested, he had rejected 15 women so far.