Elizabeth Jane's morning had started like any other—efficient, controlled, and precise. Until the phone rang.
"Ms. Jane," the voice on the line hesitated, "I… I need to inform you that your PA has resigned, effective immediately. Family matters, she said…"
Jane's hand tightened around the phone. A flicker of irritation crossed her face—not because the resignation was inconvenient, but because she didn't like surprises. Not in her life. Not in her empire.
She leaned back in her leather chair, eyes narrowing at the city skyline beyond her office window.
Her PA had been reliable, yes—but anyone could be replaced. And Jane had standards that demanded perfection. She wouldn't settle for anything less.
Minutes later, her assistant handed her a list of potential replacements. Jane scanned the names with her usual critical eye. Most were predictable, forgettable, nothing that impressed her.
Elizabeth Jane didn't let setbacks break her. She faced them head-on, with composure, with power, and with unwavering control. The resignation of her PA was just another challenge. A challenge she intended to conquer.