Alvara

After receiving Klein's remains, I got ready to go to FashionXpress.

Standing in front of the building, all my confidence left me. Could I secure a deal in a place like this? Moreover, do I even belong here?

“Maybe I should just go bac-“

“Mrs. Foley?“ A feminine voice called out, approaching me. She was dressed in a black and white office suit. “You're Mrs. Foley, right?“

I nodded. “Yes, that's me.”

“Right this way, please. Miss Janice is expecting you.”

“But—“

“Miss Janice said you should sit through the rest of the meeting before you make a decision,” She cut in. “She was worried you might bail before...