"Goodmorning Ms. Pandora!" Her staff, and close friends JC and Mavi greets her with cheery smiles on their faces soon as she enters the boutique shop.
Pandora smiles just as brightly, albeit confused as to why their smiles looked like their lips would split. "Goodmorning too, you guys!"
"How was your morning, Our beautiful boss? You look so bright, plump and just the right tinge of red today! What may be the cause?” JC starts off like she was a radio-broadcaster.
“Perhaps, The Person who dropped you off today? The one with the sexy Bentley?” Mavi joins in, poking fun at her boss.
Pandora playfully rolls her eyes, “It's just Priam.” she says while Walking towards the elevator.
JC and Mavi both pout, getting inside the lift and pressing the 3rd floor; Pandora's office.
They have been, for the longest time, rooting for Pandora to have a boyfriend. For them, It's like they were watching a lakorn with the beautiful nang'ek, but still looking for the pra'ek.
Well, Ofcourse Priam could be a candidate— But over the years, whilst being in Pandora's life, they learned a bit about Priam's aswell, and they became very familiar with his reputation. So they didn't push the PaPri ship, And accepted that they were bro-sis in their hearts; although, a bit reluctantly as the pair's visuals were so fitting!
“Oh! Ms. Pandora, the arrangements for our Shop's branching out in European countries are in order! If everything goes well, we will be able to sell in Germany, England, Rome and Paris to name a few!” JC lists off excitedly, Looking at Pandora with bright eyes.
“Yes yes! Boss, Your hardwork will finally pay off!” Mavi states, almost jumping with excitement.
“I couldn't do it if it weren't any of you girls! Please take credit too!” Pandora says smilingly, Beaming with proudness.
They all squealed like little school girls, and before they even knew it— they were in a group hug.
Ever since the boutique has started, They have been consistent on giving their best effort, especially Pandora. She could proudly say that they didn't ask for anyone's help, and rose from the ground all by themselves.
She was so giddy, she couldn't help but call Priam so she could share the good news.
“P!” Pandora exclaims, followed by a squeal. She sat down on her swivel chair, and spun around it like a little kid. “We made it! We're branching out to the European market soon!”
Priam's lips unconsciously mirrored hers on the other line, His gloomy mood now lifting. “I knew you could do it fatty.”
Pandora ignored his annoying nickname, too happy to care. “Are you free later in the evening? I'll cook! Uhm, Uhm, 8 PM! At your houseee! Na na na?”
Priam could imagine her, fluttering her eyes at him with a pout on her lips. The visual image made him chuckle, much to the surprise of the people around him. “Alright, But it has to be edible okay?” His voice was soft.
“Hmph! FYI, My cooking skills are much better than yours!” She lies through her teeth, grinning cheekily. “Gotta go P! Take care, and get ready to forget your name~”
“Whatever you say Fattsy.” He lets her drop the call, letting out a light hearted chuckle. He finds her excitement cute.
He lifts his eyes to find the whole board staring at him— He might have answered Pandora's call in the middle of the meeting.
His eyes turned chilly, “Proceed.” The board members evaded his eyes, Turning to the now flustered presenter who has just been cutoff.
They were all too familiar with the stark difference with how Priam treats Pandora, and how Priam treats other people— the outsiders like them. No one could ever reach his eyes.
