"Hello Isabella Cloe speaking from Mr.Hunt's office." I received the call.
"Isabella there has been slight problem in the venue." Dona replied in hassle.
"What happened?" I asked.
"The event manager ran from high sugar level.He won't be able oraganize the celebration party." She sighed.
"Well.....We should arrange new organizer asap."
"Well honey you know how picky is Mr.Hunt he won't approve any manager in such a short notice and party is in two days." She exclaimed.
"What do we do then?" I kept my other hand to massage my temple.
"Maybe you should take the lead." She muttered.
"As in organize the party?" I shouted.
"Yes? And you know every single detail about Mr.Hunt he wont be able to point the flaw."
"Ok....ay... Let me inform Mr.Hunt." I cut off the call.
Knock! knock!
"Come in."
