"I'll have everything ready and we can talk about it when I arrive tomorrow then," Adele got off the phone with Marcel, her attention moving back to the picture of that woman on her desk.
Natalie Valeria.
There were several papers on her desk, however, Adele picked them all, arranged them, and put them into a folder. Marcel required that information tomorrow.
She was in the process of pulling out a drawer and placing the folder inside when the door to her office was opened and her favorite staff moved in with the food she had ordered.
"Lunch is here," The woman announced in a sing-song, lifting the food. Since she was close to Adele, the woman began to set the food on the table in the middle of the room when the smell hit Adele's nostril and her stomach lurched.
