“Are you done there? Can we talk for a bit?” Lowell’s voice brought Wednesday’s discernment back.
She averted her gaze from Sander and touched her nape. “Sure, I’ll go out right away.”
Her feet turned towards the door as she put away her phone in the bag. She was about to step out when her gut feeling suddenly kicked in. Wednesday circled around to face the President of Mortel Malls Incorporated s***h her new boss again.
“I’m sorry if I offended you with my actions, I hope you don’t take it personally.” She exclaimed in a low apologetic voice.
Right now, she’s sucking her sense of pride to be able to stay employed. Even though this man might never have an idea that she’s one of his new employees.
He didn’t show signs of softening so the lady felt rushed to further explain her a
