12

“Please send Clark’s and Lai lunch through the driver” I hurriedly say to the Chef before dashing out of the house and into my car.

The drive to my office takes about 20 minutes and I’m inwardly grateful that I didn’t have to face traffic on my way to the office.

“Good morning,” Alice says, collecting my things. I smile, “good afternoon, are the clients inside?” I ask, checking my watch as I take note of the time. The meeting was set to hold by 9am and it is currently 8:59 am. Why I’m late is a different story and I don’t want to get into it.

She shakes her head, “not yet, they called to let us know that they would be a few minutes late as they encountered some issues on the road”.

I nod, “alright, that’s fine. We’ll wait for them in the meeting room” I say, feeling very grateful that they haven’t arrived, giving me sufficient time to collect myself.

I spend the next fifteen minutes going through the documents for the book signing and promotion before the client arrives. This is a fi