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.

family entered the fashion industry, hiring a number of talents, some good at management and

head honcho,

time passed, the

many of the

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

a year, and despite his frustration, he lacked the capacity to change

from now. I want every department head and member of

to send out mass notifications.

an hour later.

38 chairs that should have been filled, only

her kid’s sick today; she took a leave

procurement says he’s not

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

the meeting thought Arabella was

you folks need to kiss your lazy days goodbye,