Until Forever Ink Fades

           Two days later, Ana sat in her spacious, modern office, analysing files scattered across her massive, mahogany desk. The light grey walls seemed to glow softly in the morning light streaming through the floor-to-ceiling windows. Her dark wood floor creaked softly as she shifted in her high-backed, leather chair.

        The files she was analyzing was sent the previous day, she had sorted them but she still wanted to be sure she made no mistake, she wasn't the type to make mistakes or accept mistake, she believed that as long as one invested their whole mind in their work , they would be no errors,her six years of working with NEXA had taught her that. 

          When she joined the company six years ago she was fresh out of College and came for internship in NEXA her hard work that period had paid off and six month after working as an intern she was hired and became a regular employee, she worked very hard and soon even before the other workers that joined the company before her , she was promoted to Department chief and soon enough,she became the director in span of two years she made her way to being the vice president of NEXA Technology, she was a strict boss , she made it hard for her staffs but their pay and bonuses was enough to keep them working hard everyday, they all know her no Errors policy, her employees called her "devil's wife. ” behind her back. 

            A sudden knock on the door made her stop her Work for a seconds taking a quick glance at her watch, she was someone who worked with time, today was a Friday, her employees were free to leave early and they was barely works to do on Friday's they never disturb her work. 

      "Come in" Ana said going back to sort her files. 

The door swung open, and Mr. Patrick, the president's assistant, strolled in. Ana's eyes narrowed slightly as she watched him approach her desk. She had never been fond of Mr. Patrick, who seemed to do nothing but occupy space and collect a paycheck.

With his perpetual smile and relaxed demeanor, Mr. Patrick gave the impression that he was always on vacation. His lack of urgency and apparent disinterest in the company's affairs grated on Ana's nerves. She couldn't understand why the president kept him on as his assistant, despite his obvious lack of usefulness.

"Good morning, Ana," Mr. Patrick said, his voice dripping with false enthusiasm. "The president is looking for you. He wants to discuss something with you."

Ana raised an eyebrow, her expression skeptical. "What does he want to discuss?" she asked curtly, not bothering to hide her disdain for Mr. Patrick.

Mr. Patrick shrugged, his smile never wavering. "I'm not entirely sure. He just told me to come get you."

Ana sighed inwardly, wondering what pointless meeting or trivial matter the president wanted to discuss with her. She gestured to Mr. Patrick to lead the way, her eyes already returning to the files on her desk.

        Ana gently knocked on the door. 

  "Come-on in Anastasia." A voice said from inside of the office, Anastasia pushed open the door and stepped in.

       "Good afternoon, President Michael." Anastasia greeted politely bowing her head a little low to show her respect, aside having a useless Assistant, the President wasn't useless , he was like a role model to Anastasia, he was a man in his late forties and already had slight gray hairs, he looked refined and stern, his dark green eyes were filled with knowledge . 

President Michael looked up from the papers on his desk, his dark green eyes crinkling at the corners as he smiled. "Ah, Ana, Please, have a seat." He gestured to the leather chair in front of his desk.

Ana sat down, her back straight and her hands clasped together in her lap. She looked at President Michael with a mixture of curiosity and respect. Despite his refined and stern appearance, she knew he was a fair and wise leader.

"So, Ana, I've been reviewing your reports," President Michael said, his eyes scanning the papers on his desk. "I must say, I'm impressed. Your work has been outstanding, as always."

Ana felt a surge of pride at the president's praise. She had always strived to do her best, and it was gratifying to know that her efforts were appreciated.

"Thank you, President Michael," she said, her voice polite and professional. "I'm glad to hear that my work has been satisfactory."

President Michael leaned back in his chair, steepling his fingers together as he regarded Ana thoughtfully. "I've been thinking, Ana," he said. "You've been with NEXA for six years now, and you've consistently demonstrated exceptional leadership skills and a keen business sense."

Ana's curiosity was piqued. Where was President Michael going with this?

"I think it's time we discussed a possible promotion," he continued. "I believe you have the potential to take on even greater challenges and responsibilities within the company."

Ana's heart skipped a beat. A promotion? She hadn't expected this. But as she thought about it, she realized that it made sense. She had been working hard for years, and she was ready for a new challenge, maybe she would finally join the board. 

"The board thinks you'd be the perfect candidate to head our new operation in China," President Michael said, his eyes sparkling with enthusiasm. "You'll be overseeing the entire project, from setup to launch. It's a huge responsibility, but we believe you're up to the task."

Ana's mind was racing. China? That was a huge opportunity, but also a significant challenge. She had never thought of relocating for any reason she didn't like the idea of relocating.

"I'm not sure, President Michael," Ana said, her voice measured. "I've never considered relocating to China. I have a lot of responsibilities here."

President Michael nodded understandingly. "I know it's a big decision, Ana. But I truly believe you're the best person for this job. You have the skills, the experience, and the drive to make this project a success."

Ana took a deep breath, weighing her options. She had always been focused on her career, and this was an opportunity she couldn't ignore. But the thought of leaving her life here was daunting. "Can I reject the offer."? @@novelbin@@