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Emily Monroe
“Boss, Met Fredrick is here,” Mona said through the intercom.
“Let him in,” I responded as I quickly sat upright.
Mona walked in a few minutes with Mr Frederick, dropping off a document on my desk before leaving.
“Good day Miss Emily,” Frederick greeted, taking a seat.
“Good morning Frederick. What’s news?” I asked, my eyes scanning the document Mona had left me.
Frederick was the general supervisor for the plantation project and twice a week he had to report the progress of the plantation to me.
The last four times I’ve met him, he was always calm but as Frederick sat in front of me, he was nervous and it showed.
I dropped the document in my hand on my desk, studying Frederick. The way he bounced his leg, his hands tapping on his laps vigorously and his eyes look
