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Marissa
“She’s coirls that sat near my desk looked at me with concern in her teal colored eyes “Those are heavy steps—she’s not happy”
“I have her coffee!” I stood up and grabbed the cup sitting on the edge of h to save us from her wrath”
“Maybe we should say a prayer just to be safe” Hannah folded her hands in front of her chest and started
“Too late!” I hissed across the aisle and darted around th brunette curls bouncing with every step she took
“Good , Ms Stone!” Hannah hopped to her feet and brushed a few strands of hair behind her ear
“I have your coffee, just the way you like it!” I tried to be as cheerful as possible as I presented her coffee like it was my most prized possession
“Good” Ms Stone took the cup from me and her nostrils flared like she was about to shoot fire froet back to work—both of you”
“Yes ma’am!” Hannah nodded quickly
Ms Stone walked towards her office and I let out a long sigh of relief Hannah looked like she had been shook to her core as she sank back down into her chair and her hair fell out froston Capital for twoforward to retirement Ms Stone wasn’t just a horrible boss, she was the personification of true evil in a designer dress and red-soled shoes I was just glad none of her anger was directed at us—but the day was still young She had plenty of wrath to go around, so if she didn’t find someone to yell at over the phone, our time would probably come I returned to my desk and prayed that her door wouldn’t open I hadto ring
“Livingston Capital—Veronica Stone’s office How may I assist you?” I answered the phone with my normal dose of cheerfulness
I spent es, sending the relevant ones to Ms Stone, and directing the rest of theot a lot of phone calls Livingston Capital was a stock trading company, and Ms Stone was the CEO, so all new invest off the hook with people anted to pitch opportunities she just couldn’t miss All of those went directly in the trash can, but not before I promised them that Ms Stone would be happy to return their call—which was obviously a lie She had more investment opportunities than money to spend, and she only picked winners That’s why she was so good at her job—and why everyone tolerated the fact she was the biggest bitch on Wall Street
“I need a vacation” Hannah sighed and leaned back in her chair once the phones settled down some
“You just caain” I shook my head back and forth “She’s even worse when you aren’t here!”
“Trust et a lot worse” Hannah stared at her computer with tired eyes, despite the fact that it wasn’t even lunch yet “You don’t even want to see how bad it gets when one of her investments doesn’t pay off”
“I can iine” I nodded and reached for the phone when it started to ring
“Marissa, I need to see you in my office—now” Ms Stone opened her door, delass on the s next to it shook
“I’ll get the phone” Hannah o
I was a little scared when I got up from my desk and walked towards Ms Stone’s office She rarely called either of us into her office She was usually content to just yell at us without the courtesy of a closed door I hoped that she wasn’t going to fire ston Capital, the job did pay really well I was also learning a lot about investing, even if I was just a secretary I applied at Livingston Capital because I wanted to be an Account Manager and was initially offended when I was offered a job as Ms Stone’s secretary Getting my foot in the door seemed more important than irls orked for her had been proer in less than a year Hannah was the exception, but she didn’t have those aspirations—ortortured