“Ash! Ash!” somebody was practically banging on Devon’s door in furious staccato beats, making her jump with every thump. Closing her eyes in dismay, she waited for several seconds before untangling her feet to open the door.
It was only a few minutes that she had entered the spacious living room of Devon’s penthouse, pouring herself a glass of wine from his opulent wine collection. Her first day Mahoney Corp had been quite surprisingly eventless, for which she had been grateful for she was already tensed with so many incidents happening lately.
Meeting with several of her superiors in the morning had been part of Mrs. MC’s agenda. Marigold Curling, notwithstanding her glamorous look had been quite curt, albeit not unfriendly, showing her different ways to answer the phone calls, makin
