As Olivia and I made our way towards the end of the hall where the conference room is located, I couldn't help but look at my surrounding a little. Although being the owner's daughter, I haven't stepped foot on this floor of the building till today. The floor was made of a polished brown wood, I could see my reflection in it. The conference rooms each had glass doors and you could see everyone in it without going in. We were almost at the end of the hall when Olivia got a call,
"I have to take this ma'am, it looks important. The conference room is down the hall by your left, room six" she said, occasionally looking down at her phone that was still ringing.
"Room six, got it….Alright then" I muttered to myself, wondering why she still hasn't picked up her call.
"Can I go ma'am?" she asked looking weary
