Predictably, Margaret frowned as she heard Margot's desperate cries.
—Will you ever stop trespassing? Can't you shut up? You always have to be elated.— To Margot's chagrin, Margaret was not in a good mood that morning.
—Margaret, I have some very bad news for you this time. Something catastrophic has happened,— Margot hinted with surprise.
Margaret was reluctant at first, but Margot's face expressed distress, so she immediately decided to pay attention.
The truth was that the company had lowered the bar lately. Designers weren't delivering their work on time, clients were dwindling, and Margot was just keeping an eye on the office gossip.
Margaret was angry with everyone. She felt they weren't trying hard enough.
—What have you done this time? Has another client come in to complain
