CHAPTER FOURTEEN
“You sure this will be all right?” Georgia asked as she and Wanda walked through the halls of Spears Corp. the next day.
“If I say it’s all right, it’s all right.” Wanda sauntered down the hallway in an auburn blazer with a matching skirt and four-inch heels.
Executives and employees stood up straight when she passed, observing her authority.
Wanda’s confidence made Georgia strut her stuff as if she owned the company too.
“Does Osana do a good job running the company?” Georgia asked.
“Yes, but sometimes she forgets what’s important.” Wanda swung her arms as they walked. “With me, I care more about the integrity of the business and Osana cares more about making money.”
They passed an office full of administrators.
“Did you ever tell her how you felt?”
“Why?” Wanda
