Chapter XXIII
"Here." Mr. Mollo offering her a tissue to wipe her face dry. He's back inside his office and waiting for her. "I don't want to pry with how did it go but, how was it?" He sat on his swivel chair and gesture his hand on a chair that belongs to the guests.
"It was half way well." She honestly replied and finished drying her face.
"That's good, I suppose that they were expecting you to be the new hope of the Corporation." He poured himself a gold drink. "If you like some tea or anything to drink, you can help yourself." He told her but she again refused to that offer.
"I'm fine, thank you." She straightened her posture and tucks her already tied hair with both of her hands behind her her ears. "When are we going to start, sir?"
"Not right away, Leona will come here to pick
