Athan Buffay left after taking me back to my room. I looked at this huge bedroom with mixed feelings in my heart. Just a couple days ago, I came to Athan Buffay again and again, tried everything I could to save Jack, but now I have become his personal assistant because of a dress. Thinking of living with this dangerous man every day, I still have some concerns in my heart. But all worries are superfluous, Jack's surgery date is just two weeks away, and I can't make any mistakes during this time, otherwise it would be bad if Athan Buffay changed his mind. I walked into the bathroom, took a quick shower, and hurriedly lay down on the bed. I don't know what kind of work awaits me tomorrow, but I hope Athan Buffay won’t embarrass me too much. The next morning, I was woken up by a knock on the door. "Miss Katherine, are you up yet?" was Markus' voice. I just felt sore all over and didn't want to open my eyes at all. Although as a werewolf my stamina is better than that of a normal human, since I have barely slept for the past two days, I just want to rest now. I took out my phone and checked the time, it was 5 in the morning. Even though I was tempted to cover my face with the quilt and pretend I couldn't hear, I was eventually defeated by the constant knocking on the door. I walked to the door with heavy steps and opened the room door. "Good morning, Miss Katherine. " Markus bowed gracefully to me and said, "Mr. Buffay will be up in 15 minutes. Please be ready and start your work within 10 minutes. 10 minutes? ! I hurriedly closed the door and rushed into the bathroom. After briefly washing and getting dressed, I hurried back to the door. Markus still waited outside the door with a calm expression on his face. Seeing that I was ready, he nodded at me and handed me a folder. "This is Mr. Buffay's schedule today, and your work. If you're ready, you can knock on the door and wake up Mr

Buffay. " Markus explained this, then turned and walked out. I hurriedly grabbed him: "Wait, what about you? Aren't you his assistant?". Markus smiled politely and said, "I have other work today, you just need to follo w this check list to complete your work. I looked at his back as he walked away and sighed. There are only two sheets of paper in the folder. The first sheet is Athan Buffay's itinerary today, which lists all his timetables from waking up to resting in detail. Athan Buffay won’t go to many places today. After getting up, he will be going to physical training first, and then heading to the company for a meeting. After that, it was blank from lunch time until dinner, and it says I will have free time in between. The last thing to do would be going to a private party tonight and giving a toast. I took out the seco nd sheet of paper, a nd that was my work. 5:30AM: Pick out what Mr. Buffay needs to wear for the day and take him to Pack Gym for a workout. Personal assistants are required to provide energy supplies at all times during Mr. Buffay's training. 10:00AM: Send Mr. Buffay back to the c ompany to attend the meeting and recor d the content of the meeting in detail. This thing s ounds relati vely simple. After the meeting, follow Mr. Buffay to the su permarket to buy ingredients, and go home to c ook for him. The menu is decided by Mr. Buffay. In the afternoon, you can arrang e freely, please do not disturb M r. Buffay during the rest period

At 6pm, pick out Mr. Buffay's outfits for the evening's priv ate party and follow him there. After the private party, Mr. Buffay will arrange the itinerary, and the personal assistant should follow his instructions. I looked at the work schedule in my hand and breathed a s igh of relief. It seems that Mr. Buffay did not deliberate ly embarrass me, this job content does not seem difficult. I walked to the door of Athan Bu ffay's bedroom and knocked gentl y: "Athan, it's time to get up. "Come in. " His voice s ounded calm, seems lik e he was already awake. I pushed open the door and walked into the room, then closed the door gently. Athan Buffay was up, he wasn't in bed. His room was very well lit, with the early morning sun shining through the window, a gentle orange-yellow color shined in the room. The silk sheets on the bed have been folded neatly, which you could tell the neat and clean character of the owner. The sound of running water came from the bathroom and I realized that Athan Buffay migh t be taking a shower. I was worried that he would call me in again like last time, so I rushed inside and shouted, "I'll go to your closet first to help you pick out clothes!" . Athan Buffay's walk-in closet is the size of a bedroom. The three walls of the wardrobe are lined with more than a dozen suit display cases, which hang clothes of different styles and fabrics. I took a closer look and saw that the wardr obe was filled with handmade custom suits from various top luxury brands. On the far left of the wardrobe is a huge shoe cabinet, which is filled with all kinds of men's shoes according to styles and colors. There is a cabinet in the mi ddle of the wardrobe, and the upper two floors are glass showcases, which are filled with famous watches and ties. I opened the bottom three layers, there were close-fitting clothes and underweard, and I felt a little burned on my face. The piece of paper with the job description only says matching and choosing clothes, b ut I don't know if that includes underwear. Just when I was worring about the underwears, A than Buffay's low voice came from behind: "Good morning, dear Katherine, did you sleeping well?"