A Night With Mr Lawson novel Chapter 8

"Aria!" Miss Alice Brentwood's voice echoed violently in the building. Aria wished the ground could just open up and swallow her at that moment. Nobody wished to be her.

"Aria!" Miss Alice screamed again.

Summoning courage from the pit of her stomach, Aria turned to her side and looked at the far end of the office where Miss Alice stood with a death glare on her face.

"You're needed in my office now!" She snapped out.

Aria gulped audibly and her legs started shaking. With the look on her boss's face, it was definitely her funeral today. she was dead meat!

She knew Alice Brentwood was ruthless and a force to be reckoned with. After Mr. Brentwood handed his company over to her and made her the new CEO, she felt on top of the world and began to disregard everyone and anyone. She became a brand new woman on earth that no one wanted to cross paths with.

All the workers in the company were always terrified of her. No one wanted to apply to become her PA, despite the fact that she needed one badly. Aria was the unlucky fellow who had taken up the job after months of it being open.

And for all the years, Aria worked with Alice, she realized that Alice never tolerated lateness or laziness. Alice considered those two to be the worst case of insubordination.

Aria started counting in her mind as she walked down to the office. Everyone dropped whatever they were doing and watched her walk to the door of her death.

She could feel her heart beating louder from her chest. This was not good but she had to accept it. If she didn't go to Vogue bar this would have never happened! She took a deep breath pulling the on the door knob.

I immediately, the door slammed open. A woman who was looking high classy was sitting on a white design chair from one of the best in the country. She was stunning and well dressed in highly respected clothes. When you spoke of a woman with beauty and high quality Miss Alice Brentwood was one of them

Her face was cold as she stared in the direction of the door waiting for the dead meat to step in. Her hands were placed on her chin.

Aria's hands are sweaty as she walks in. She was facing down, not being able to raise her head not open her mouth.

The lady seem calmed as her eyes slowly traveled down to Aria's shoes, then up to the hair on her head, like a lioness examining her meal before attacking it.

"Where are you coming from?" Her cold voice asked with her fiery eyes still on Aria.

Aria tried to speak but her words couldn't come out. Her mouth kept opening and closing yet nothing came out of it. Then Aria simply stopped trying to explain herself, so as not to embarrass herself further.