"Hello Carla"As Carla stood face to face with King, her eyes widened with surprise, and her gaze traveled across his appearance. Once a man of wealth and opulence, he now stood before her with signs of adversity etched on his countenance. A mix of emotions coursed through her, creating a whirlwind of thoughts and reactions.Initially, disbelief washed over her features, momentarily freezing her in place. The stark contrast between the memories of his affluence and the reality of his current state was jarring. She blinked, hoping that the scene before her was a mere illusion, an ephemeral trick played by her own mind.As the initial shock subsided, a wave of compassion and concern engulfed her heart. She gazed into his eyes, searching for the essence of the man she once knew. She recognized the weariness and struggle etched on his face, the marks of a life that had taken an unexpected turn. Her heart ached at the realization of the challenges he must have faced and the hardships th

Maintaining a composed and professional demeanor, Armand maintained eye contact with Carla, nodding slightly to acknowledge that he has heard the suggestion.Internally, Armand's mind began to assess the feasibility and practicality of the idea. And his mind told him what he already knew. Implementing such a suggestion would be impractical, unattainable, and incompatible.Despite this realization, Armand aimed to handle the situation diplomatically.Maintaining a calm and collected presence, Armand carefully chose his words, aiming to address Carla's suggestion tactfully."Miss Smith, expanding into new markets can indeed be a growth opportunity, but it is crucial to approach it strategically and realistically. Entering new markets requires careful planning, market analysis, building distribution networks, and investing in marketing and promotional activities. It takes time to establish a presence and gain a significant market share. Rapid expansion can also be financially risky i

"Carla, can I call you back?" Armand asked and without waiting for a reply, he hung up."Vanessa, you want me to go to the Charles Smith company? The last time I was there, I caught my wife with another man. My father in-law humiliated me in front of his cheating daughter and her lover. Also, Carla's secretary insulted me." Armand said."Yes Armand, I want you to go back there. Things have changed. They need your help now." Vanessa explained."If you say so." Picking up the phone, Armand called Carla again. "Carla," Armand's voice quivered with a mixture of fake regret and determination. "I owe you an apology. I'm sorry for abruptly ending our conversation earlier."There was a pause on the other end, a hesitant silence that seemed to stretch into eternity. Finally, Carla's voice emerged, "I appreciate your apology."Armand took a moment to gather his thoughts, aware that his next words held the power to shape the course of their interaction."Carla, I've been thinking about

It was the start of a new day. The sun appeared as a radiant orb. As it rose higher, it brought a sense of renewal and energy to the start of the day.Armand stood at his garage's doorway. He smelled the familiar, intoxicating blend of rich, earthy undertones, mingling with notes of leather, fuel, and a hint of polished metal. But today felt strange. He felt both excited and worried.He hadn't driven himself in a long while. King, who had turned out to be his ever-reliable driver, had been the one behind the wheel for countless journeys. King's expert hands guided the car on the roads with such accuracy that Armand was used to it. When King drove, the car felt like a part of him, smoothly moving through traffic like a well-practiced dance.But today was the day of the interview and Armand had granted King the day off. Armand knew this was his chance to reclaim the driver's seat, to rekindle the sensation of control that had slowly faded in his absence.With a deep breath, Ar

Lily's eyes widened, caught off guard by the outburst. Her cheeks flushed with embarrassment as she stammered an apology, her voice trembling. "I-I'm so sorry, ma'am."Unmoved by the apology, Carla's annoyance only seemed to deepen. She hissed under her breath, shooting a disdainful glance towards the still flustered Lily. Without another word, she pivoted on her heels, her designer shoes clicking against the floor, and strode away.Armand couldn't help but be amazed by the scene which had just unfolded, it looked like Carla was never going to change, she still looked down on those not on the social status as her, soon, she would have a taste of her own medicine.As Armand watched her walk toward him, he could bet that the dress she had on wasn't the same one she had worn to work in the morning.Crafted from a fabric that shimmers with an iridescent grace, the dress molded itself to the contours of Carla's body, leaving just enough to the imagination.Its neckline was a careful