Chapter 68:  A Bad Arrangement

Filla walked in, holding a folder.

She wore a business suit, her hair in a high bun, looking quite a bit like Prisley.

But Filla's makeup was heavier, her clothes more expensive, making Prisley look fresher in comparison.

Steve exchanged a meaningful glance with Heather.

Seeing Filla, a small smile appeared on Heather’s usually poker face.

"Hey Filla, didn't expect to work with you," Steve greeted casually. He sat aside, watching them gossipingly.

Filla went straight to Heather’s chair and sat down as if she owned the office.

"Heather, I have a proposal to discuss with you." She glanced at Steve, her expression wary.

Heather smiled, "Go ahead, Steve's not an outsider. He'll be overseeing your investment department. So you'll report directly to him from now on."

Filla shifted slightly in her seat, letting her skirt ride up just a bit. She leaned forward, ensuring Heather got a glimpse of her neckline.

"Heather, I've put a lot of thought into this proposal," she said, her voice dropping