Eighty-five

Rose stride to her father's office with a long face. She knocked on his door, and waited patiently for his response.

A few seconds later, Mr Robert responded, and she pushed further into his office.

"Rose Mary, was with your facial expression? Is everything okay?" He asked, as soon as his gaze landed on her face.

"Father it's been almost an hour, and the head manager is still not here, for how long are we going to sit back and do nothing about the scandal?"

Mr Robert sigh, "We just spoke on the phone, he is on his way…" Before he finishes his statement, they heard a knock on the door.

The both of them turn to the door, and Rose hurried and to sit down, thinking it could be the manager.

"The door is open." Mr Robert permitted.

The door pushed open, and the manager they have been waiting for stride inside. He is a man in his mid-forties, with short dark hair, and a pale skin.

"Good morning, Robert, thank you for your patience, I had other imperative stuff to attend." He said, and they s