I walked up to a young man standing next to Auntie Yara.
"So, you're the person sent to fix my safe?" I asked the young man.
"Yes, Ma'am," he replied with a polite nod.
"Alright, follow me, the safe happens to be upstairs," I said, leading the way.
"Delia, wait." Harry quickly grabbed my arm.
"What now, Harry? I'm in a hurry. We'll be late for the office."
"Office? You mean the boutique? Fine, you go to the boutique, let me handle the safe." His eyes suddenly brightened.
"No, Harry. I'm not going to the boutique but to our office. Willford Group company," I replied bluntly. Harry's eyes widened in shock. His mouth dropped open.
I enjoyed seeing his reaction. He was truly shocked to hear my words just now. I hadn't visited my father's company in a long time. I entrusted everything t
