“You can always refuse, of course.”
You would love that, wouldn’t you?
PAUL and ARIANNA
D-Day has arrived, I think while putting my computer on the desk in my new office. Well, the office I will occupy the next four months. It’s not my new professional challenge which concerns me however, but rather the man who, in a few minutes, will walk toward me likely furious to find me on the premises of his company. Paul Anderson, the co-director of the company that hired me to help them launch their next marketing campaign, doesn’t know I’m here.
Only one cloud on the horizon: I was hired without his consent.
Although I know he won’t be happy to see me, I’ve decided not to worry about it. I have been dreaming of this encounter for a long time, and I’m well prepared for our inevitab
