‘Yes Emma, he's your boss.’ Emma, so that's her name. Emma stares at me for a while mumbling something under her breath.

‘What are you saying?’ I threatened, she has no right to insult me in my own house.

‘I said, Lord, help me.’

I raise my brow at her

‘You Christian?’

‘And that matters, why?’ she fires

‘Just answer the damn question?’

She sighs, squinting her eyes

‘Yes.’ she replies

‘So Emma, you still want to back out?’ Marco's gaze was now on her, she appears to be lost in her thoughts for a while.

‘I’ll take the job.’ she says

Marco and Emma leave my office shortly after....