December 20th, 2005
Violet huffed angrily as she slammed the speaker of her office phone down in its holder, she ran her fingers through her brown locks angrily as she stared at her computer screen before she started tapping on it angrily. She couldn't believe her grandfather, he decided to visit them only five days before Christmas and expects her to find him a seat on a plane as soon as possible.
"Someone's angry" Violet looked up to find her best friend Elena standing in front of her desk with a cup of coffee in hand, she placed it down on her desk and sat down on one of the chairs in front of the desk.
"My grandfather expects me to find him a plane from Canada here in a span of five days and not only that" Violet took an aggressive and long sip of the burning hot coffee which she ignored still mad at her grandfather.
"He expects it to be first-class too as if he has been rich his entire life" Violet finished angrily slamming the cup down on the table before turning back around to face her computer.
Elena's eyes trialed to the pile of folders on the desk she knew Violet had to finish working with before they leave for the break in three hours and she doubted Violet would finish them in time especially with her grandfather's situation.
"I'm already finished with my extra work if you want I can book him a flight" Elena offered. Violet looked up at her friend with hopeful eyes making Elena laugh a little, it was obvious Violet was exhausted despite all of the makeup she had on to cover up her red-rimmed eyes.
"I got it, you finish this pile" Elena patted her cheek before leaving her office. Violet sighed tiredly and looked out of the all-glass wall behind her, the building where her father's company's headquarters was, was build artistically and wasn't one of those skyscrapers instead it was only five stories and it was built in a half-circle fitting hundreds of offices on the fifth and fourth floor along with seven meeting rooms on the last floor, there were many shared offices at the first three floors where people who had less authority in the company worked.
Violet stood up and walked closer to the window and looked down watching as photographers were waiting for her to leave the building to start bombarding her with questions about her relationship with the prince, she has never had so many photographers bombard her in her life despite her father's fame. Violet's eyes trailed to the office right in front of her, she was lucking to have her office on the curve of the building where she could see many other offices from where she was, her father was on the phone screaming at someone, probably her grandfather, he has never gone along with his father for some reason.
Violet sighed shaking her head hating the fact that her father was angry through such a special month. Violet smiled knowing that the pile of folders could wait until after the break and that she didn't have to finish them any time soon. She walked over to the phone and pulled it up to her ear typing in only one number before it started ringing, she loved technology, instead of having to dial in many numbers she could use only one specific number to reach her secretary through the connected phones, even though she hated having two but this way it was much easier for her.
"Georgina, please prepare the back door, there are too many, and tell Jordon to get my car there" Violet spoke softly through her phone.
"Yes ma'am" Violet shook her head as she placed the speak again and a smile took over her face again. She has told Georgina a hundred times to call her by her name but Georgina has always refused to do so. Violet took her white coat that matched her white suit and pulled over her body before taking her purse and leaving her office turning off the lights and closing the door behind her, she didn't care if she had forgotten anything in there, they had a policy in the company that the doors will never close and anyone who works there could come in anytime they want and they only let security who were willing to work during the holidays work.
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