Present time,
OLIVIA
“What a beauty!” I said in a low tone as I stood in front of the company.
Another branch of the Huxley’s company.
“This is beautiful,” I whispered as I marvelled at the sight of the enormous building before me.
Andrew had sent me here to represent him in a meeting. Sometimes, he makes me think I am more than who I am. I had refused to come here countless times before I finally agreed to accept today.
As much as I am trying to avoid the trouble and envy of the other staff, I do not regret coming here.
I love what I see.
Here I am, a representative of the Huxleys’ business.
Me. Daughter of nobody now standing as a representative amongst the most influential men and women in the city to discuss business.
“Oh God! I humbly ask for your help. Whatever happens, I d
