The meeting

"What? No..!!" I whined.

"Tm not gonna come with you."

"Stop whining like a kid, Miss Nolan." He said with a grim expression.

"And don't you dare embarrass me infront of Mr Armstrong. I have a very important deal with him."

"But--" I was cut off.

"And if anything happens because of your immature behavior, you have to face the

consequences, Miss Nolan." He was kind of intimidating as I gulped.

"Now follow me." He spun around and marched towards the large two mnahogany doors as I followed him suit like a lost puppy.

Why the hell didI even wake up at 6:30. I should have woken up at nine or ten am..

Darn it.

Stupid foolish Naomi.

We entered inside the large house which was more like a palace, with marbled flooring and expensive furnitures and portraits hung on the wall. In the middle of lounge, there was a huge spilt staircase leading upstairs.

A woman came and guided us towards a room, which looked like a conference room. Harold and I entered inside as Mr Armstrong and some other men and