If one thought that Mabel Hawk was done for the day, they would be sorely mistaken. The formidable matriarch, known for her iron will and the sharp glint of determination in her eye, had already dealt with one obstacle and was now setting her sights on the next. Her cane tapped with a staccato rhythm against the polished marble floor as she approached the office, each step ringing with a quiet authority that left no room for doubt.
"Stop dithering, Miss Mahi. I know she's inside," Mabel snapped, her voice crisp and brooking no argument. "And if you make me wait a moment longer, it will not be good for you. Remember, I have seen yuo since you were nothing but a green girl.
Her practiced smile faltered under Mabel's withering stare, and she gave a quick nod. "Chairwoman Hawk—"
The sudden crack of Mabel's cane striking the floor made her flinch visibly. Her professional demeanor slipped as she hastily reached for the phone, "She'll see you now."
