Hamsom POV
“Mr. Juliana Mrs. Parker is ready to see you now.” Jenny her assistant said. I arose from the uncomfortable seat and followed Jenny to Micheal’s office. She made her way down the narrow hallway passing about 20-30 offices till Jenny came to an abrupt stop in front of a door that had Micheal’s name in cursive. She knocked on the door, and opened it slowly letting me through.
“Mrs. P-parker?” Jenny hesitated. “Mr. Juliana is here.” The office chair spun around, and there sat Micheal her hands molded together on her desk a frown plastered on her face. Let’s just say she wasn’t happy…not happy at all.
“Jenny you may be dismissed, and you,” She said pointing her index finger at me. “Sit here.” She said moving her finger at the seat in front of her. “I need to have a chat with you.
