CHRISTIAN
“What?” I asked Daniel as he marched into my office without a warning. His usual neatly styled hair was a mess on top of his head.
“Miss Stella is here.” He informed me calmly albeit it looks like he had made a run towards my office.
“Didn't I tell you that don't allow her in my office?” I asked him instead, totally irritated. My day already was not going well and Stella was cherry on the top.
“We tried to stop her but she did not listen to us, sir. She is saying that she needs to meet you.” Daniel said as he ran his fingers through his hair, making it even more messy than it already was.
“I don't want to meet her-” my words were cut short when Stella marched in my office followed by a few of my employees who were trying to stop her.
What's with everyone barging in my o
