(15) N*****x and Dad Talks

Zoey's POV

I prop my aching feet up on the footstool, my tired eyes lazily stare over at the large tv embedded on the opposite wall. The bright screen blur as my drosey mind wander back to the impromptu staff meeting today.

I never even got a chance to tell Tracy that next week is probably the last week that I'll be working for her, for Stephen Enterprises. I really want to give her a heads up before I turn in that damn resignation letter, just haven't gotten around to do that yet. I've worked at that place for around four years, that's four long years of me putting in enormous amount of work to help keep the company afloat. As they say though, all good things must come to an end. It truly will be a bittersweet moment if I choose to quit. My stomach churn uncomfortably just thinking about it, I haven't even start looking elsewhere yet.

I stiffle a yawn placing the back of my cool hand against my hot mouth.

You know I'm not taking over the company right? It's just a partnership, I