CHAPTER 17
Angelica
The next day morning I get up at 6 and finish my chores early. I shower and blows dry my chest nut hair. Applying a little bit of make-up I pull out my favourite pink top and black pants keeping my hair lose falling in curls to my waist.
Within 20 minutes I was in front of a stylish looking sky scraper which had letters written in bold ‘SUNRISE INDUSTRIES’. The inside of the building was beautiful and rich. A receptionist sat in the corner of the opulent huge hall. I greeted her and told about my appointment with the CEO Mr Augustus Martin. She asked me to press 17th floor and guided me to the other side of the vast hall where there were lifts lined one beside the other.