The Princess and the Paupers

Chapter 63

This place was seriously going downhill. Not a spark of life in sight.

Arabella walked back into the office and barely took a seat when Dean, the perpetually late assistant, barged in.

“Sorry I’m late, huh? Where’s the boss? Wasn’t he supposed to be here today? Kid, have you seen the boss? You need to get up; he should be arriving soon! You can’t sit there!”

Dean rattled on, then realized the girl in front of him was just watching him with a nonchalant air that sent a shiver down his spine.

“Arabella.

“Ms. Bennett,” Dean rushed forward, scared out of his wits.

From his stammering explanation, Arabella got the gist.

year ago, the Collins family entered the fashion industry, hiring a number of talents, some good at

head honcho,

as time passed, the company

of the talents

to complete neglect, the headquarters had grown distant. The overall atmosphere in

year, and despite his frustration, he lacked the

want every department

Dean rushed off to send out

hour

out of 38 chairs that should have been filled, only nine people showed

head of finance says her kid’s sick today; she took a leave

of procurement says he’s not

finish, Arabella cut him off: “Tell them if they’re not here tomorrow, they needn’t bother

came to the meeting thought Arabella was just playing tough.

you folks need to kiss your lazy days goodbye,