Aimee’s POV
“Ouch!” I whimper to myself as I dab the soft cotton balls in my scratches. I glance at the wall clock glued on the left side of my office. Minutes after, our possible client will arrive.
I will be meeting with the CEO of the new rising company. He owns a chain of Chinese restaurants in the U.S and is already establishing his name here in the Philippines. He is planning to open over 180 restaurants all over the country and he needs employees for them.
I grab the band-aid from the first aid kit and put them on top of the largest scratch I have on my arm. It actually does not hurt but I have to be presentable in front of our clients. If only I have a coat with me, it can do the trick.
I am wearing a peach sleeveless top and black flare pants I paired them with black high h
