Beautiful Predators

Taking a deep breath in and out, Ailey mustered up the confidence she knew she needed to complete this task, then without glancing round her nor hesitating, she tugged the file in her hand under her arm and pushed open the gigantic doors of Voss Empire.

The view in front of her left her gaping. From the pure white POP ceiling to the gold chandeliers hanging off it then the spotless and shiny white walls and the gold and milky colored interlocking tiles, everything screamed grandiose. She didn't notice when she stepped in and the doors shut behind her

She got distracted by a lady demanding her right at the corner by her left, there, she noticed there was a reception unit. It did not look out of place. Looking around from where she stood, apart from the reception desk and the two doors beside it that probably leads to the elevator, it was just a wide empty room.

"Do you know who I am? What gives you the right to deny me entrance to Mr. Voss?" the woman dressed in an expensive looking dress berated.

"I'm Sorry Ma'am but it is company policy. Without an IV or having a booked schedule with the boss, I cannot let you in" the receptionist replied professionally.

"I've tried to be reasonable with you but since you want to show how stubborn you can be, then I'll show you that i have the power to make sure you do not work here again neither would you find anywhere decent to work for the rest of your forsaken life" the woman sneered as she took out her phone from her gucci purse.

"Calm down ma'am. I think this case should not be that difficult to solve" noticing the woman paused and turned to listen to what she had to say, Ailey turned to the receptionist in an amicable manner and suggested

"Why don't you put a call across to the boss and..."

"Do you think the boss is open to receive calls from the reception unit?" the receptionist retorted

"Then i am guessing the boss has a secretary or receptionist close to him, why don't you try to reach them?

"I already suggested calling Mr. Liam but this know-it-all thought she's wiser." the woman could not help rebutting.

With a sigh, the receptionist picked up the telephone and dialed a number. Within a split sec, they all heard

"Miss Cowrie, how may I help you?"

"Mr. Liam, a lady is here, miss..."

"Tammy"

"... Miss Tammy to see Mr Voss" the receptionist completed

"Miss Tammy? I'll get back to you" Mr. Liam ended the call

"It's all sorted out ma'am. Please don't get angry anymore, okay?"

Seeing the effort she put into calming her down, Miss Tammy's could not help smiling. She walked up to her and held her arm

"Just Tammy. Call me Tammy"