I tapped my foot in exasperation when Mr. Yñigo Forteza hasn't arrived yet. We are scheduled to meet at two in the afternoon today to discuss about the impending case that's about to come our way.
"Ate Val, wala pa ba sya?" I asked Miss Valeen through the intercom.
"Natawagan ko na, Brit. Na-traffic lang daw sya. But he's around the area na." Miss Valeen said and I thanked her before I hung up.
I massaged my forehead in frustration as I cannot contain my annoyance and irritation with the recent problem we have. I know I should have seen this coming when I began to takeover our company but experiencing this firsthand is already weighing on my shoulders.
After almost twenty minutes, a knock was heard from outside and Miss Valeen came in with a man in his late twenties. I frowned when I
