Khloe's POV
"Yeah! I will handle that, just leave it to me." I said to Tiara before shifting my attention to the lady in front of me.
"You said you have a complaint, please speak to me." I said with a bright smile tugging the side of my lips.
While I was reviewing some projects we were set to embark on, there was a commotion downstairs that Tiara drew my attention to.
This lady had walked into the company earlier, throwing tantrums and refusing to talk to the customer representative who had offered to listen to her whines.
And now, here I was trying to get words from her but she suddenly went mute.
My cheeks were hurting but I kept smiling just to make her speak. I was already getting frustrated when she cleared her throat, causing me to snap my head upwards.
"I know you are a good woman and wouldn't do that." She said, piquing my interest as I grasped the edge of the table.
"What are you talking about?" I asked.
