Mr. President You Are The Daddy Of My Triplets novel Chapter 436

Chapter 436: 436- Have A Great Day

"Mrs. Eileen. It doesn’t matter what chemicals are being used. I’m a hard worker and don’t want to step back from my duties," she tried explaining to Mrs. Eileen, but she was already shaking her head.

"Don’t feel bad about it, Anaya. If you’re asthmatic, then we need to be careful. There are so many duties that don’t involve these chemicals. Like, fill up the soap dispensers in the restrooms and the office kitchen. You can use alcohol-based wipes. Before leaving the office, you can arrange the cupboards of the file rooms."

Mrs. Eileen was giving her ideas and Aniya was still not feeling good about it.

"Does Mr. George care for every employee like this?" she asked the question that was pricking at the back of her mind.

"Yes, he does, dear. Now let me prepare the list for your tasks and then I’ll let you know," Mrs. Eileen left the lobby leaving Aniya there.

"Good God!" she sighed looking around her. Everyone seemed to be busy except her, "Damn this inhaler."

She tried to feel the inhaler in her pocket and pursed her lips tightly.

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Aniya wiped her hands on the hem of the apron, surveying the spotless lobby she had just finished dusting with a microfiber. Mrs. Eileen had given her a mild natural cleaner and now the lobby smelled of faint lemon polish.

She let out a satisfied sigh, happy that at last, she was of some use. She was gathering some cleaning supplies in a basket when she saw Paige walking briskly through the lobby.

Her eyes were wandering around until they rested on Aniya. She snapped her fingers as if she were calling a dog, barely sparing a glance at Aniya, "Hey, girl. Come with me."

Aniya frowned a little but then asked her in an even voice, "Is there a problem?"

Paige turned on her heels, "No problem. Just a task. Follow me."

Aniya looked around in confusion, thinking if she should inform Mrs. Eileen.

"Hey. What are you waiting for?" Paige called out and pressed the elevator button, "The executives are having a meeting. I need you to serve them snacks and coffee," she gave Aniya a quick once-over, then added, "Try not to spill anything. They’re important people."

Aniya blinked, momentarily caught off guard by the assumption, "S-Sure... let me grab the tray first."

The elevator doors opened, and Paige went inside, "No need. We do have a full-functioning kitchen there. Please hurry."

Aniya followed her inside and found Paige looking at her with a pout, "You can manage... right?"

Aniya couldn’t help the slight smirk that tugged at her lips, "I think I’ll survive."

Paige seemed in too much hurry to argue. Aniya followed her again outside the elevator. Her white sneakers were silent compared to Paige’s loud clacking of heels against the floor.

Paige pointed to a cart laden with coffee cups, saucers, and an assortment of snacks. Aniya could feel her hawk-like eyes.

"Are you sure or should I ask someone else to do it? There are VIP guests,"

"If they are so VIP then perhaps invite them to a high-end restaurant," she didn’t wait for Paige’s reaction. What was she taking her for?

Aniya picked up the tray with ease, balancing it effortlessly on one hand. The weight was nothing compared to what she used to carry as a waitress.