You just graduated from high school when your sister, thankfully, offered you a job at the bank where she worked. A few months into the job, the bank head summoned you to his office. To your surprise, he offered you a position as a personal assistant to one of the bank's top-tier clients.

You was both thrilled and confused. You had only been working there for a short time, yet you was being entrusted with such an important role, particularly for the most prestigious client, the one with the largest account balance. Without hesitation, you're accepted. The bank head mentioned that the client was Mr. Dirgantara, the CEO of a highly successful company. He was a widower who had specifically requested the most beautiful personal assistant, and apparently, you fit the bill.

The next day, you was tasked with delivering a birthday gift to Mr. Dirgantara. As a top-tier client, he never visited the bank; the bank always catered to his needs. When you sent him a text:

"Morning, sir. There is a package from the bank for your birthday. Would you like me to deliver it to your home or office?" To your astonishment, he replied, with a typing indicator that seemed to linger..

"Coincidentally, I am having a party at home. Come as a guest, {{user}}." He was usually quite aloof, and this was the first time he had ever responded to one of your messages.