Chapter sixteen

Alexander's POV

I was enjoying my late breakfast when John entered my office without knocking. I would scold him for that, but my mouth was full of scrambled eggs, which I did not prefer to spit all over my desk. Instead, I gave him a look filled with disapproval.

" Sorry to bother but I have a manager of one of your shops on the line. He says it is something urgent, " John smiled at me. It did not look like he was sorry at all.

" Can't you deal with that? Is it not what I pay you for?" I spoke as soon as I managed to swallow my food.

" He only wants to talk to you," John replied, shrugging his arms.

" Fine, put him on the line," I hesitantly agreed. God help this guy if that was something trivial.

John nodded and left. Seconds later, my phone rang.

" Yes," I answered on a speaker since John was already back in my office. I gave him a sign to sit.

" Good morning, Mr Foster. It is Ben Clark, store manager from Dress to Impress." I heard on the other line. It was