Should I knock, or should I not knock.
That was the only thing going through my mind as I paced back and forth through the hallway. Christian’s office was right in front of me and I had seen him go in there, but I remembered Emmanuella's words and her clearly telling me to not bother him when he’s busy, but I had no choice.
It was the same routine he followed. He went into his office and after that, he disappeared to wherever he ran off to. If I did not do it now, I had to wait until tomorrow.
I took a deep breath and gathered my courage before knocking on the door. “Come in.” He called out and I opened the door.
He was sitting behind his desk and was busy on his laptop, ignoring my every existence. I cleared my throat and sat down in front of him.
