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.

industry, hiring a number of

a head honcho, Oscar, to oversee

the company saw

many of the

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

been here for a year, and despite his frustration, he

meeting half an hour from now. I want every department head and member of management

rushed off to send

an hour

of 38 chairs that should have

today; she took a

of procurement says he’s not feeling well; he’s resting at home.”

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

meeting thought Arabella was just

here, it means you folks need to kiss your lazy days goodbye, or

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