Ch - 7 Appointment

Ashley's POV:

I hurriedly make my way through the parking lot, while the thought is consistently ringing in my mind: I don't have a moment to spare.

In fact, I have just enough time to drop by my apartment for a fresh change of clothes, before I have to be present at the headquarters of the Johnson Group.

Going through my drawer, I grab the first shirt and pants I can find and quickly get dressed.

Fifteen minutes later, I step out of my apartment, dressed in a blue striped shirt and brown pleated wide-leg pants, carrying an iced coffee in hand as my only breakfast for the day.

I lock my door behind myself, and check once for all my belongings– keys, wallet, phone–

I haven't even made it through my list when my phone starts to ring, as if right on cue.

Fishing it out of my purse, I feel slightly anxious to see that it was Tiffany calling. No doubt, she wants to interrogate me on the spot… but I'll handle it.

Reassuring myself, I answer the call and greet Tiffany in a pleasant tone