"Are you doing alright? Do you need anything?" Marissa heard Joseph's voice when she was resting back on the office couch.
She didn't dare to sit on Rafael's seat but enjoyed the shocked look on those women's faces.
Keeping her eyes closed, she smiled to herself, "What brings you here, Joseph?"
"You just said if anyone wants to talk to you, they should approach you in the President's office. I liked your confidence," she could detect amusement in his voice.
"I hope you haven't told any of this to Rafael," she opened one eye to look at him who was taking another couch across from her.
"I did send him messages. Why? He should know what is going on in his office," he folded his arms behind his head to lean back.
"Yeah," Marissa straightened, "But someone told me to pull up my big girl panties and face the inevitable."
Joseph clicked his tongue, "And who exactly is that?"