{Martha's POV}
I scrolled through the files on my desk with a satisfied smile. Everything was settled; all I needed now was to wait for the profits. Closing the file, I leaned back against my chair, spinning it around to face the glass wall. The city looked surreal from up here, like something out of a TV show.
Smiling, I closed my eyes, taking a deep, relaxing breath. The door creaked, and the next thing I heard were footsteps. I spun the chair back around to face the door.
Thankfully, it was Cherie. She walked in and said, “It's lunch break, ma’am. What would you like me to get?”
“Have you had lunch yet?” I asked her.
She briefly shook her head, forcing a small smile, clearly surprised by my question. “No, ma’am. I was just about to get mine.”
I stood up, grabbing my bag from the s
