Adelaide
Two Weeks Later
"Well, the meeting is over," says our boss.
I sighed, gathered my things, and got up from my chair, sticking the pencil behind my ear; luckily, that morning, I decided to tie my hair in a high ponytail to give me less trouble. I clutched all my papers to my chest, the ivory shirt I was wearing drooping as I walked away from the meeting room, and the sound of my heels booming with my every step.
"Denvers!" he heard me calling and immediately turned to me, seeing Logan coming toward me, hands in his pockets.
I waited for him to reach me before looking at him grimly.
"Have you received the email of the offer?" he asked. I frowned, picked up the phone, and checked my emails. In fact, one of them recalled the offer they had made me a few weeks ago.
"They'll be h
