Tears of Insecurity

Chapter Four

Previously -

"It's okay Aarti. Do you know where I can find Aryan?", Susheela inquired about her personal assistant.

"Yes man, Aryan sir is working in his cabin. He's taking interviews for the position of the general manager.", Aarti replied with a small smile, relaxed that her Madam is not going to fire her from the job.

"Okay.", With that said Susheela didn't wait for a single second and moved towards the private elevator that was used by the higer ranked people in the company.
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Susheela got into the elevator and pressed for the 16th floor. The building was a total of 17 floors and her cabin was on the 16th floor. The floor had only four cabins/rooms. One being her's, second being her assistant Aryan's, the third room was a huge conference room which could hold about a rough of fifty people in it and the last cabin was her boss's cabin. Though, her boss hardly came to this branch, his cabin was always kept neat and clean incase he wanted to work from here.

The elevator bell dinged and came to an hault. Susheela got out and took off her shades, she carefully placed them in her bag and headed towards her assistant's cabin which was on the left side of her cabin. She knocked twice until she heard a soft murmur of 'come in'. Susheela got in to see her assistant busy working on some files. She fake coughed to get his attention. As he looked up, he quickly stood and gave her a nervous smile.

"Good morning- uhh! Good afternoon ma'am! I'm so sorry I was just going through these files so-", He was about to go on and on with his rambling but Susheela interrupted him by raising up her palm.

"Relax yaar Aryan, main kya koi Dayan yaa bhootni hu kya jo sab log mujhse darte hai? It's okay, you were busy and I can clearly see that, then why do you have to apologise?", Susheela asked sitting on the chairs kept in front of the mahogany desk. She kept her Prada bag on the chair next to her and motioned for him to sit down.

"Nahi nahi ma'am aisi koi baat nahi hai, wo bas aapko aise achanak cabin main dekha toh thoda nervous ho gya.", Aryan said sitting down on his chair. Aryan was a very good looking gentleman, someone you could proudly show off to your friends and family.

"Ma'am aap yaha iss waqt? I mean kuch kaam tha toh mujhe bula leti app- aapne kyu takleef li?", Aryan said nervously tapping his hands on the glass desk.

"Actually mujhe tumhare saath kuch discuss karna tha. Tumhe pata hai na ki next month humein ek fashion show host karna hai?", Susheela looked at his hands that were continuously tapping at his desk, as soon as he realised what he was doing he quickly stopped tapping the glass and paid attention to her.

"Yes ma'am, aap fikar mat kijiye sab ho gaya hai. Sab guests ko pre invitation de diye gaye hai aur runway ke ek hafte pehle bhi sabko notify kiya jaayega. Media, journalists, security and after party ki saari taiyaariya ho gayi hai. Aur jaha tak baat rahi models ki toh unke bhi tickets pre-book ho chuke hai.", Aryan said listing off all the work he has done till now.

Susheela looked at him impressed. There was one thing that made Aryan special and reliable - his sheer dedication and all the hardwork he put into even the littlest of little things. "Alright great! And what about all the outfits? Are they ready?", She asked him to which he nodded.

"Yes ma'am. All the designers have been working relentlessly on this project since months now. The outfits would be presented in front of you by day after tomorrow.", Aryan said looking at his laptop and then back at her.

"Oh okay great! You all seem to be very excited for this project I see.", Susheela smiled relieved for now. Her employees were working good and everything was going well, so far.