"Good morning, ma'am."
Tiffany flashed a smile at everyone who greeted her from the entrance of the building up to her office. Upon opening the door, the pile of papers welcomed her. They were like hills above her desk.
"Great," she mumbled as she walked over to her seat. She ran a finger on the edge of the table to check if there was any dust on it.
After she made sure that it was all cleaned up, she began checking the documents one by one. Carefully read each written text on it before approving or declining the proposal.
She was busily going thoroughly with the proposals of the marketing department when someone knocked on the door. "Come in," she ordered without taking her eyes off of the paper. This is what a sudden vacation caused her. A ton of stuff to do.
"Ma'am, Mr. Guzman wants to have a conversation with you," the familiar voice of Tiffany's secretary said the moment she opened the door.
