#Chapter 60- As His Secretary

Nolan POV “Sir!” The panic in Fiona’s voice catches my attention. “You can’t just—" Them, the door to my office flies open just as I look up to see what the problem is. My father stomps toward me. The hard expression on his face tells me everything I need to know. He’s less than pleased. “Nolan.” Fiona stands in the doorway, watching my father stop in front of my desk. “It’s fine, Fiona. Hold my calls until I’ve finished here,” I say, waving her off. She nods, turns, and closes the door behind her. The moment she’s gone, my father growls, “What do you think you’re doing?” “Working.” “Don’t get smart with me, boy,” he hisses, planting his hands on my desk. “You may be King, but that doesn’t mean you’re not capable of ruining your reputation.” Irritation and confusion fill me at the same time. Calling me boy and acting like I have no sense is a little far-fetched when I’m in my forties. “My reputation? How have I ruined my reputation?” I ask, sitting back. My