OLIVIA’S POV.
A few days later after Zoe and I had finally picked from the various options of interior design that Mrs. Chloe the interior designer had showed us I was set to now meet investors—I needed to get them to invest in the coffeehouse and restaurant business.
I met with strategic potential investors just as Grandpa had told me.
Today, I was set to meet the third one.
My alarm rang at the usual time and often I would feel tired to stand up from the bed, I would usually just force myself to get up, the zeal wasn’t just there all I knew was that I had a job and needed to get it done but this time around, I was eager and looking forward to seeing the investor.
I took my bath quickly not that I was even late but I was just too expectant.
Finally, after grabbing my red handbag whi
