Nan’s POV
The day of the wedding has arrived.
I had only just saved the day by the skin of my teeth. I was lucky to return to the budget manager before the office closed for the day. We were able to put in the rest of the orders without a problem.
If Mr. Darren was a lesser man, I thought he might collapse in relief. I felt like collapsing myself after my harrowing little adventure across the city.
Some of the coordinators chose to attend the wedding to keep an eye on things. Making sure no other ‘mishaps’ occurred. And to appreciate the fruits of our collective labor.
I was not one of them. Mr. Darren did his best to keep our issue under wrap. But someone eventually noticed that the schedule was off.
He was forced to admit that there was an issue…that had already been resolved.
