(Claire Pov)

The meeting with DBfashion ended smoothly, Mia stretched as she glanced at her wristwatch.

"Did we take that long" Mia questioned, I glanced at her.

"Why say that?" I asked curiously, arranging the files into my handbag.

"We spent 45 minutes trying to convert that old Fart in there of how strong and wide our advertising firm is." Mia let out.

"You are seriously going to get us in trouble, we need this job to get moving and be known worldwide, we would also like to try with other big organizations looking for ways to expand their business" I added, beaming her a smile

Mia walked closer to...