A call came to Aria's desk at 4:00 p.m. The loud ring made her jump.
She wasn't yet used to the telephone and wondered who had set the volume so high.
Also, she wondered why firms still used telephones; she understood the reason but didn't like the idea. It was too old-fashioned.
She hissed as she picked up the phone and pressed it to her ear.
"Hello, Aria Booker speaking. How can I help you?" she said after clearing her throat.
She hadn't spoken since Asher left her room, and she hadn't moved an inch.
"The reception table. Is Mr. Asher free? He has important guests who would love to hold a meeting with him," the person on the other end said.
Huh? An impromptu meeting? And at this time of the day?
She almost groaned, she was tired. She had come to the ‘internship’ immediately a
