The Sheik's Pregnant Lover (Love By Accident)
“Andrea, the assistant Sidra shared with several of the other junior associates.
Sidra glanced at the doorway where Andrea’s head had popped in and popped out, then swung around to her desk, pressing a few keys to get her schedule. Picking up the phone, she dialed Andrea’s extension. “Andrea? I don’t have a meeting scheduled. Are you sure you need me in the conference room?”
“Definitely. The request came directly from Debra so you’d better hurry,” Andrea whispered through the phone.
Sidra froze when Andrea mentioned the name of the head partner of the design firm. “Debra? You mean Debra Morovia? Our boss?”
“One and the same! She’s waiting impatiently and just looked out of the conference room door,” Andrea whispered frantically. “Hurry and get down there. I’ll try and find out what I can about the meeting while you gather your stuff.”
Sidra put the phone back in the cradle and tried to calm herself by taking a few deep breaths while gathering up her noteb...ook and a pen. She dropped the pen twice on the way out of her office which only slowed her down even more. Debra was rarely in meetings. In fact, the woman was rarely in the office. She was the founder of the firm and she never attended meetings with the lower level associates. Debra Morovia’s designs were featured in Vogue and Vanity Fair and her name drew in the big clients, but she never deigned to mingle with the lesser mortals of the firm.MoreLess
Sidra glanced at the doorway where Andrea’s head had popped in and popped out, then swung around to her desk, pressing a few keys to get her schedule. Picking up the phone, she dialed Andrea’s extension. “Andrea? I don’t have a meeting scheduled. Are you sure you need me in the conference room?”
“Definitely. The request came directly from Debra so you’d better hurry,” Andrea whispered through the phone.
Sidra froze when Andrea mentioned the name of the head partner of the design firm. “Debra? You mean Debra Morovia? Our boss?”
“One and the same! She’s waiting impatiently and just looked out of the conference room door,” Andrea whispered frantically. “Hurry and get down there. I’ll try and find out what I can about the meeting while you gather your stuff.”
Sidra put the phone back in the cradle and tried to calm herself by taking a few deep breaths while gathering up her noteb...ook and a pen. She dropped the pen twice on the way out of her office which only slowed her down even more. Debra was rarely in meetings. In fact, the woman was rarely in the office. She was the founder of the firm and she never attended meetings with the lower level associates. Debra Morovia’s designs were featured in Vogue and Vanity Fair and her name drew in the big clients, but she never deigned to mingle with the lesser mortals of the firm.MoreLess
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