Having changed into a new outfit, Giovanna looked considerably sharper than she had in her earlier floral garb.
She stood at the foot of the towering Hooper Group building, the golden letters gleaming under the sunlight.
Upon entering the HR department, she announced, "I'm here to report in."
The person behind the desk glanced up briefly and, without much interest, directed her, "Head to your department. They'll sort out a desk for you."
Giovanna approached the director's office and knocked.
"Come in," a voice called, and she recognized it too well. It was Yolanda.
'Well, guess I'm straight into the lion's den,' Giovanna thought, as the realization sunk in that a clash with the Hooper family's darling was inevitable.
As Giovanna pushed the door open, Yolanda looked up, unsurprised,
