Dominique.
I hissed out loud as I stared at the papers in front of me. It felt like the more I read and glanced through it all, the lesser it made any sense. From the variables and figures, down to the most minute of details, something was wrong and it irked me, deep in my bones, but that wasn't even the worst part.
The most annoying of it all was the fact that I was in no way responsible for compiling any of the statistics in front of me. My idiotic employee did. Or a prospective one rather.
After I'd walked out on the business meeting the other day, I'd realized it wasn't exactly business etiquette to walk out on prospective business partners, no matter how far they were behind in the business world, or the opposite even. So I arranged something else instead. They would prepar
