Chapter fifty-five
"Good morning sir, you called." a young woman in her middle thirties greeted. She was nervous and anxious but she knew how to max it better than Mr Edwards. All of them knew who their boss was. His is tough and mostly unpredictable. The news is all over the company about how Mr Edwards was given months of suspension and was told to hand his position to his deputy, Mr Obama after he was called by their boss a few minutes ago. Now she was here. She almost peeled on herself when she heard the call from the boss. She wasn't even aware she was noticed by him talking less about being in his black book. She masked her emotions before coming here.
She wore a black flexible office gown with a silver belt across it. Her black designer shoes complimented her office dress.
Junya looked up from his laptop and asked " Are you miss Damma?"
A hint of astonishment flicks through her eyes. She lowered her head and answered. " Yes sir, I am."