Chapter Fourteen
"The kitchen is not for me, dad. I think I'm better off with businesses." Her hands were on her hip and she shook her head for emphasis.
"That reminds me, the meeting with Dellag Corporation is tomorrow, right?"
"Yes, dad and as much as I hate to admit this, I'm nervous as hell, knowing what kind of man Austin Garrison is." Pamela slumped on the chair and heaved a breath. She leaned forward to take a glass of water to reduce the tension building up in her body.
"It doesn't help matters that I know that he has high expectations. Well, it's Fallon, it's expected, and I don't want to f**k this all up. Besides, I know how badly those old men want me out of the team. All these are only making me more agitated, dad. I know that you believe strongly in me too. I'm just a lit
