Never Too Far Novel

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Queenie drove her own car and zipped past the traffic. She was feeling different that day. In just two days, her life changed, and it was all because she ran into Nigel.

When she stepped into the hotel lobby, all the receptionists almost gawked. They couldn’t believe this gorgeous and elegant lady was the Queenie they knew.

She had brand-name goods all over her, and the Chanel bag on her arms was the latest model of the season. Even her heels were the latest model of some big-name brand, but they didn’t look showy on Queenie. She was just so gorgeous, they couldn’t even feel jealous about what she was wearing.

“Morning, Yelena,” Queenie said.

“We almost couldn’t recognize you, Queenie.”

Just then, Queenie’s phone rang, and her heart started thumping when she saw who called. “Hello?”

“Where are you?” Nigel demanded.

“I’m in the lobby. Coming right over.”

“Thirty-eighth floor.”

“Right away.” Queenie said bye to the receptionists and went into the elevator.

“I Googled her. Guess what I found?” a receptionist asked.

“What?”

“She’s Brandon Silverstein’s daughter. Her father’s a billionaire.”

Oh, no wonder she’s Nigel’s relative. So she’s from a rich family as well.

Queenie went all the way up to the thirty-eighth floor. The whole story was made up of offices, and Nigel’s office was in the innermost part of the story. It was spacious and modern.

Nigel was wearing a black shirt and black pants. Unlike his usual self, he looked like a dark knight, and he was staring at her. She looks like a proper lady today. It suits her status.

“Happy to be of service, Nigel.” She approached him with a smile and bowed.

He observed her and was more than happy with her attire, and then he led her to her office. “I’ll take you to your workplace.”

Queenie followed him out and entered an office with a big french window inside. There was a spot for her, and the desk next to her belonged to the other assistant.

“This is Cecily. Try to get along,” Nigel introduced.

Queenie quickly smiled at her. “Hello.”

“This is Queenie, my new assistant. Get along with her,” Nigel told Cecily.

There was a warm smile in Cecily’s eyes. “Of course, sir.” Cecily had been working as Nigel’s personal assistant for two years. She was a caring woman, and at twenty-eight years of age, she was capable and mature enough to handle things.

Nigel looked at the time. “Time for a meeting. You ladies get to know each other.”

The moment he left, Cecily’s smile turned into a slight scowl, and she turned to look at Queenie. “Queenie, is it? You’ll be handling the files. I’ll deal with Mr. Manson’s personal life.”

“Sure.” Queenie blinked. Oh, she prepared the clothes for me back in Nigel’s house. I should thank her.

Cecily adjusted her glasses and said solemnly, “There is one rule you must remember: don’t get any ideas about the boss. We’re not allowed to date him. That’s the rule.”

Queenie blinked again. “I understand.”

Cecily gave her another look. “Next time, just come in regular attire. You look too much like a princess in this one. How are you supposed to work if you stand out so much?”

Queenie nodded. “I’ll keep that in mind.”

“If the boss’ girlfriend sees you in this attire, she might fire you just because she doesn’t like it,” Cecily added.

That made Queenie curious. “Mr. Manson has a girlfriend?”

“Why do you want to know? Do you think you have a chance?” For some reason, Cecily didn’t like Queenie from the first moment she saw her. Maybe it was because of her looks, or maybe because she was wearing brand-name goods all over. Cecily just didn’t like her.

Queenie quickly waved her hands. “No, of course not.”

“Only uber-rich ladies are worthy of the boss’ love. We’re just the little guys, so give up. His girlfriend was still sleeping in when I sent a set of female clothes to his house, or I would have seen what she looked like if she was awake.”

Queenie’s eyes went wide. “Wait. When did you go to his house again?”

“Yesterday morning.” Cecily rested her chin on her hand. Three days ago, Nigel told her to send a set of clothes over to his house. She thought there must be a lady in Nigel’s house for him to make that request, so she picked some clothes and lingerie from the hotel store and sent them over to his place.

Queenie held her forehead. Oh god, that was me. Cecily thinks I’m Nigel’s girlfriend. “You probably took it the wrong way. She probably isn’t Mr. Manson’s girlfriend.” I need to explain myself.

“She spent two nights at the boss’ place. Of course she’s his girlfriend. I’ve worked as his assistant for two years, and that was the first time a girl was staying over,” Cecily answered adamantly.

Queenie was amused, but she knew arguing was useless, so she smiled. “Anything for me to do?” she asked.

Cecily placed a stack of files on her table. “Turn the PC on and log into the hotel system. I’ll teach you how to handle these.”

“Sure.” She was happy she had something to do.

Cecily had a lot more time on her hands now with Queenie around. She suddenly felt like having coffee. “You free? Get some coffee for us.”

“Sure.” Queenie was enthusiastic about her first job, and she wasn’t averse to doing more work, so she agreed swiftly.

“You need to finish these today. It’s almost the cutoff for the monthly payroll. We can’t delay any longer.”

Queenie was a little surprised. I’ve been working for twenty minutes and I only got through two pages. There’s a stack here. Can I even finish these on time? I think I might have to do overtime. Queenie went and bought some coffee. And she paid it out of her own pocket.

Nigel had lunch with the top brass after the meeting and went for golf in the afternoon. Work hours were already over when he came back to the hotel.

Cecily clocked out on time, leaving Queenie working alone.

Queenie was typing really slowly from the lack of experience in computer work. What was more, she wasn’t too good with numbers, so she had to double or triple check. Work was going at a snail’s pace for her.

Nigel emerged from the elevator. He was just here to get some files, but when he went by the office, he noticed the lights were still on, and there were sounds of someone typing on the keyboard. Nigel took a look and saw someone sitting in front of the computer and typing as slow as a sloth. Queenie? “Why are you still here?” he asked.

Queenie almost had a heart attack. Everyone on this floor should have left. She was the only one working overtime, and him suddenly calling out to her almost scared the living daylights out of her.

But she heaved a sigh of relief when she saw who it was. Her eyes felt dry, so she rubbed them. She then picked the files up and waved them in the air. “Doing overtime.”

He approached her and took a seat beside her. “Do you really work so slow?”

“This is my first job. I have no experience at all.” Queenie typed a few strings of numbers and huddled closer to the screen so she could confirm it was the right number.

Nigel stared at her in awe. Any boss would feel annoyed seeing her work so slowly. She spent a whole day just transferring these files’ info into the system?

Queenie turned around. “So why did you come back?”

“Pack your stuff and clock out. Leave these for Cecily. You’re coming with me for all the appointments I have to handle.” And then he asked, “Did you have dinner already?”

“No. Oh, I owe you a few dinners, so this one’s on me.” She smiled and stood up, but then her calves cramped up from her sitting too long.

“God, my legs are cramped.” She held the edges of the table and sat back down, massaging her calves.

Man, she’s a princess. She’s not suited for work. She’d be better off as a wife… Holy sh*t. Did I just consider marrying her? Nigel froze up for a moment.

“Help me up, Mr. Manson,” Queenie pleaded.

He extended his hand, and she held it like a crutch as she stood up. Queenie took a few steps, but her legs were still numb.

“Don’t come to work tomorrow,” Nigel blurted.

Queenie stared at him. “Why?”

a good assistant.

I don’t think

a document. The moment he saw her, a smile curled his lips. She was beautiful, curvy, and sweet to the eyes. The light that shone on her almost made her look like an angel, and there was not an

Queenie felt different from those ladies. Nigel narrowed his eyes calmly, but there was a hint of admiration in

him to the car park, and he asked, “Did you

“Yeah.”

in my car,” he

picked. Queenie was starving. She

of elegance when they were in his presence, but only she

moment, her phone rang. She picked it up and snapped, “What

I love each other. Don’t give me any trouble this Friday,” Leslie warned

“Listen here, Leslie. Bonnie is

giving your blessing? To

more than happy to bless you two. Not like I ever liked you anyway, and I’m not

curiously, “Have you hooked up

“None of your business.”

nights in his house, and I thought you

anger, and she wanted to curse, but Leslie had already hung up. She was about to curse him

her phone down and nodded. “Yeah. This Friday.” It’s still embarrassing. How should I make myself

and she stared at Nigel. Stupidly, she asked, “Do you

ask?” He cocked his

off of my engagement as my fake boyfriend? I

appointment. He refused, “I don’t have

you can get something from this. I can treat you to ten meals.” She

do anything as long as I help

blinked. “As long as it’s reasonable and within my abilities.” She added,

owe me. And you can’t say no when I wanna cash

Friday’s dinner. I’ll show up with Nigel and tell everyone that

it had been paid for. She looked at Nigel. When

when they came out, but he drove her straight back to the company so she could drive her car

walked toward her

she revved her car up and drove away from the car

followed her closely like a dark knight protecting his princess. His car was just a few yards away

right behind, and it made her heart race. For some reason, she felt safe.

was fired on the first day of work, but she was also

came back home and bade her parents good night before heading to her room. When she passed by Bonnie’s room, she overheard her talking. Bonnie

engaged to you. Yes, you’re calling off the marriage with Queenie, but I’m not

it’s Leslie.

she woke up the next day was look at the time. Eight-fifty? She froze for a few moments. Oh no, I’m gonna be late! She quickly got out of bed but remembered that she was fired a few

back and lay back down. She wanted to sleep, but sleep wouldn’t come to her. In the end, she got out of

just about to go down when she heard Bonnie say, “Aw, please, Dad. Take me with you. I wanna learn

Come with me, but you

as much as I can so I can take over in the future,” she said

all pumped up, Miss

father’s daughter,”

servant practically raised her, and she said gently, “You should go to the company and learn

be oblivious about everything, the servants could see what was going on. From the moment Bonnie came home, she

sip of the chicken soup and smiled. “Your chicken

same soup

won’t ever get

Ever since Bonnie came back, Courtney’s job got harder.

Thursday today. The dinner’s tomorrow, and I’m looking

and noticed that her earrings were gone, she felt anger welling up in her. Bonnie! She did

was holding a few shopping bags. Instead of learning how to manage a company, she was there to get some

dinner was around the corner, and she had to get a few dresses for the occasion. Even though she didn’t want to

away. “You took my earrings away, didn’t you? Give

arms and sneered. “And

else would

it.” Bonnie dragged the servants into this

servants tensed up and defended themselves, “We would never take Miss Queenie’s things,

won’t. I can’t say the same

you were a kid. All I took were some earrings, and you’re lecturing me about it? I needed to pair them up with my dresses, and I didn’t want to go out of my way to buy new earrings. I’m your sister, so

now. Not when she knew about Bonnie’s true colors.

longer. What’s yours is yours and what’s mine is mine. Don’t even think about touching anything of mine, let alone taking it away from me.”

bit her lip and sneered, “Isn’t it just a few pairs of lousy earrings? What makes you think

floor and heard Bonnie flinging the door open before heading to her jewelry case. She took out four pairs of earrings and threw them onto the couch. “Here! You can have

Queenie held her hand out. “Pick them

second before snorting. “As if I’d do that. The

sister, I shall do my job as your older sister and teach you some manners. From now on, this house isn’t the place where you can play your silly

against Queenie. “You? Teach

by resting her knee against Bonnie’s neck. She pressed Bonnie’s arms against the floor and warned

Mom and Dad about this! I’m going to tell them that you don’t want me around and that you hate me because I came back!” Bonnie shrieked in pain as she tried to

“If you want others to like you and

and neck turned red as she screamed, “I can’t breathe! Let go

then, Courtney came upstairs to bring the girls some fruits, and she jumped in fright when she saw the two of them

shouldn’t be doing this, Miss Queenie!” Courtney

Some people deserve to

hurried back downstairs. Meanwhile, Bonnie was in so much agony that her face had gone pale. “I’m going

burned brighter. “Queenie, I’ll remember this. From now on, only one

she was hearing this from Bonnie. She longed to have a loving relationship with her sister and she didn’t want a sister who went against her at every

slander her and pretend to be pitiful to gain their sympathy. Bonnie used every means possible to torment Queenie. That night, Bonnie cried her eyes

had no idea how frightened I was when she pressed down on my neck with her

Queenie calmly ate her food. “Please prepare

her first time seeing Queenie stooping to trickery. She pointed at someone and said,

to the table. She stiffened as Bonnie commanded her to come

didn’t see anything like that, Miss Bonnie.” Courtney shook

face contorted in fury as she glowered at Courtney. The look

to her parents and said, “Mom, Dad, I did say a few words to Bonnie this afternoon. She took my earrings so I wanted to

agreement once he heard that and turned to Bonnie. “Bonnie, Queenie did the right thing this time. In the future, you should ask your sister first before you take

red. She could tell that Queenie had the upper hand this time, so her only choice was

a credit card? You can just

“I just didn’t want to spend

just this afternoon, you came home with two bags of clothes. I’m guessing that they cost at least 10 thousand!” Queenie exposed her lie

glared at her darkly. “Queenie,

Let’s just have dinner,”

tugging a strand of hair off and surreptitiously adding it to the soup beside

just as Bonnie started drinking her soup, she purposely

wrapped the hair up in a piece of tissue before tossing it onto the table. “I’m not drinking this soup anymore. Mom, Dad, you guys shouldn’t

and Mrs. Silverstein, I always wear a hat whenever

imply that it was my

the hair. She didn’t mind getting her hands dirty as she gave the strand of hair a closer look. “This is your own hair. Don’t try to make up false accusations about

think that Queenie would come over and continue to expose her. “You’re just harboring resentment that Mrs. Lowman didn’t act as your witness

Queenie a look of gratitude. Although she knew that Bonnie was setting her up on purpose, she was just a member of the household staff and couldn’t

to themselves. They thought that Bonnie was just a little spoiled, but from the looks of it now,

walked off, not forgetting to

Bonnie’s room to comfort her. Bonnie threw herself into Maggie’s arms and moaned about being hated by everyone. She also talked about how much

Bonnie had made a mistake tonight, Maggie didn’t think much of it

It was Friday morning.

but Bonnie hid in her room and refused to see him. It

my father and I discussed everything last night. I will break off the engagement with Queenie

and his wife couldn’t control how Bonnie behaved, so he wanted to help

stop himself from heading upstairs to

disturbed by the incessant noise. She opened her door and looked at Leslie who was standing in front of the opposite room. “She doesn’t want to see you, so don’t

as if Bonnie had suddenly changed into a whole new person overnight. She didn’t care about

who knew the reason why. Bonnie’s favorite pastime was to steal anything that Queenie wanted. If Queenie didn’t want it anymore, then Bonnie lost interest in it too. It was the same each time, regardless of whether it was an item or

now, Bonnie was fantasizing

she spotted Leslie, she felt a little turned off. “I told you not to come to my

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