Armand asked Lily, "Hey, Lily, would you like to work with Sophia?"Lily's expression turned contemplative, her eyes narrowing slightly as she considered the question.She turned to Sophia and asked, "Okay, let's see how much you know about coffee. What's the difference between a latte and a cappuccino?"Sophia replied confidently, "A latte has a higher milk-to-coffee ratio, with a thin layer of foam on top. A cappuccino has a stronger coffee flavour, with a thicker layer of foam and a sprinkle of cinnamon or cocoa powder."Lily's eyes lit up, impressed. "That's correct! What about a macchiato?"Sophia smiled. "A macchiato is a shot of espresso 'marked' with a small amount of milk."Lily nodded, her expression thoughtful. "Okay, let's move on to customer service. How would you handle a happy customer?"Sophia replied, "I'd smile, thank them for their business, and ask if they need anything else. I'd also try to engage them in conversation to build a rapport."Lily asked, "What about a
Armand thanked Mr. Linton for the recommendation, and they walked outside Armand's office, where Vanessa was already standing.Mr. Linton's face lit up with a warm smile as he approached Vanessa. "Ah, Vanessa! Thank you once again for responding promptly when I called."Vanessa blushed, looking pleased. “You're welcome, Mr. Linton."Turning to Armand, Mr. Linton began to sing Vanessa's praises, "I've worked with her for a while, and I must say, she's one of the most efficient and dedicated professionals I've ever met. You're lucky to have her on your team, Armand."Vanessa smiled, looking grateful. "Thank you, Mr. Linton.”Turning to Armand, she said, “Mr. Linton was the one who helped me get this job at the Armstrong empire. I'll always be grateful for that."Mr. Linton turned to Armand, his expression serious. "Treat her well, Armand. She's an invaluable person, and you don't want to lose her."Armand nodded, smiling. "Trust me, Mr. Linton, I know."Mr. Linton nodded, seeming to acc
The lady opened the door, and they walked into the gym, a sleek and modern space that exuded a sense of luxury and wellness. The interior was tastefully designed, with gleaming hardwood floors, mirrored walls, and state-of-the-art equipment that seemed to gleam in the soft lighting. The air was fresh and clean, with a hint of citrus and a subtle scent of essential oils.As they entered, Armand took in the environment, taking in the rows of high-end treadmills, ellipticals, and weight machines. The gym was bustling with activity, yet it didn't feel crowded or overwhelming. Instead, it seemed like a serene oasis, where people came to focus on their health and fitness.The lady led him through the main floor, pointing out various amenities. They passed by a juice bar, where a friendly attendant offered them a refreshing drink. As they walked, the lady smiled at him, her eyes sparkling with warmth. "Welcome to Elite Fitness, Mr. I think you'll find that this is a special place."Arman
“I'm curious though,” Max started, "What made you decide to still enter the gym after your encounter with Flora?""I met a lady who was really nice, and she urged me to come in. She said I had nothing to worry about." Armand explained.Just then, the lady who had shown Armand in walked by, and Armand pointed to her. "That's her. She's the one who helped me."Max's face suddenly changed, and he appeared a bit flushed. He blushed a little, and his eyes darted quickly to the lady and back to Armand.Armand noticed the change in Max's countenance, "Hey, are you okay, Max? You look a bit... off."Max quickly composed himself, his expression returning to normal. "Yeah, I'm fine."Armand looked at him curiously but didn't press the issue. Max seemed to be hiding something, but Armand wasn't sure what. He shrugged it off and continued their conversation, but he couldn't help but wonder what had caused Max's strange reaction.Armand continued, "She was very nice. She really helped me feel at e
Armand pushed the girl away, his expression a mix of confusion and alarm. "What are you doing?" he asked, his voice firm but polite.His mom quickly joined them, a smile on her face. "Armand, this is Rachel and her daughter, Sonia. They're old friends of ours."Rachel smiled warmly. "We've known your mom for years, Armand. And I've always prayed that our kids would grow up and end up together."Armand's eyes widened in confusion. "End up together?"Rachel laughed. "Yes, dear. I've always thought you two would make a lovely couple."Armand shared a sceptical look with his mom, his mind racing with questions. What was going on? Why were they talking about him ending up with this girl?He tried to politely extricate himself. "It was nice to meet you, Rachel, and your daughter. I hope Sonia finds a good man to marry."Rachel beamed. "Oh ,I'm sure she already has, dear."Armand excused himself, feeling overwhelmed. "I'm going to rest for a bit. Nice meeting you all."Just as Armand moved t
The year came to an end quickly.Raymond Morris , together with Vanesa, the board of directors and members of the finance department sat together in the company's conference room.Raymond Morris had just concluded his audit and was set to announce if the company had suffered a loss or had made a profit.Raymond walked to the front of the room to address everyone."Good day all. This is my first time auditing for the Armstrong empire, but I can confidently say it was one of my best years ever.As I conclude this audit, I am thrilled to announce that the financial results are nothing short of sensational! The company has not only achieved but surpassed its financial targets, delivering an outstanding performance that can only be described as truly remarkable.The profits made by this company are simply astonishing. They are a true reflection of the unwavering commitment to success that each and every one of you has demonstrated. Your tireless efforts have delivered results that ha
The new financial year started a week ago. Armand sat in his spacious and well furnished office, which exudes a sense of authority and professionalism.However, sitting in front of his large desk and staring into his computer in front of him, Armand did not look professional at all.His hair was dishevelled due to the countless number of times he had run his fingers through it. His tie was loose, and he had unbuttoned the first two buttons on his shirt.His posture was haunched. Overall, Armand was feeling exhausted and appeared worn out, depleted, and in need of rest and recuperation.He quickly picked up the office phone and called his secretary, Zina."Good morning, sir. How can I assist you today?" Zina asked immediately as she entered his office."Good morning, Zina. I was just wondering if we have any upcoming appointments or meetings for the day, " Armand asked"Let me check, sir," Zina said and consulted the file with her."Yes, we have a meeting with the marketing
"I'll put that phone down if I were you." Armand said to Jack."Why? Are you scared?" Jack asked tauntingly."Scared of what exactly?" Armand asked."I don't know. Maybe you're scared of Mr Morris finding out your identity. I wonder why that is." Jack replied."Sorry sir, but can you please tell me what's going on here? I'm a little lost, " the security said.Armand proceeded to tell him how he had caught Jack sneaking out of the finance department."Are you mad? You were the one caught sneaking out of a place you weren't supposed to be, and you're expecting Mr Armstrong to be the one who's scared." the guard shouted at Jack."I know that was a rhetorical question, but no, I am not mad. But what do you think? A wealthy man is afraid of his identity being made public, is it because he has certain agencies after him or could it be he has wronged some very influential people and now, he's hiding because he doesn't want to face the consequences of whatever he has done?" Jack asked