CHAPTER 34 - KIDNAP

BIANCA’S POV

*A week later*

“Madam Rossi, do you have any holdups?” I was jerked out of my thoughts by the voice of the deputy director of one of the branches of my company. I blinked and looked at her face clearly; she was in charge of Nirvania, the branch in France. I did indeed have a lot of holdups with their branch. They had let other brands get ahead of them during the last fashion week.

I couldn’t muster up the energy to begin to recount all their mistakes. However, I was sure everyone in the conference room realized how distraught I was during the meeting.

“I’ll send an email; let’s close this meeting,” I said tiredly. The people gathered around the table began to protest. I didn’t blame them—most of them had traveled over from their various branches, ready to curry extra favor. But I wasn’t in the best frame of mind for anything related to work right then.

Thankfully, Darren shut their protests down quickly enough. “The boss has preoccupations to get to. We will inform