With her head held high and her gaze haughty, Francin left the conference room as her assistant quickly followed.
When they saw Francin leave the office, all the employees came to her like ants to honey. However, noticing Francin's low, angry face, they decided to stop and avoid her before they had a lousy confrontation with her. They just looked at her with intrigue, not knowing what the hell had caused her to be so angry.
As Francin crossed to the lift, Margaret approached Layla and stood in front of her.
—What's wrong with you? How did you offend that woman,— Margaret asked angrily.
—I don't know. I have no idea what she was accusing me of,— Layla said bitterly as she shook her head from side to side.
—That woman is always looking for trouble. She loves attention,— Samantha hi
