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

even sent a head honcho, Oscar, to oversee

the company saw little improvement.

many of the talents

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

his

now. I want every department head and member of management present.”

Dean rushed off to

an hour later.

meeting room, out of 38 chairs that should have been filled, only

of finance says her kid’s sick today;

procurement says he’s not feeling well; he’s resting

if they’re not here tomorrow, they needn’t

came to the meeting thought

here, it means you folks need to kiss your lazy days goodbye, or you can kiss the company goodbye.”