MISS BORDEAUXI stepped out through the glass doors of my workplace, ready to go home. It was such a honor to be working for the second biggest company in the country.

Also, with a boss like mine, it was an absolute dream come true. Mr Johnson was such a wonderful sight for good eyes, though it was a bumper he was married.

Well, at least, I got to admire from afar. He wasn't the type to chase after women. And he respected the company's rules of no office romance.

I hailed a taxi. A young ...