Fury

For the first week after getting the job as Josh’s assistant, Jennifer worked her hardest to impress him so she could have the job permanently. She was always aware of his schedule and never let anything slip by her as she was completely thorough and efficient.

She wanted to impress him and seal the position and she was doing a pretty good job and was proving to be the best assistant Josh had ever had, maybe even better than her aunt.

On a sunny Monday afternoon, Josh sat in his office looking over the designs for a new collection of wine bottles when Jennifer stepped in.

“Mr Clinton?” She called him.

“Yes, Jennifer,” He looked at her and answered.

“There’s a woman outside who wants to see you but she doesn’t have an appointment.” She said.

“Did she say who she was?”

“Yes, Isabelle Gilmour.”

“Isabelle? Why is she here?” Josh asked himself with a smile on his face.

This was the first time she had visited him at work and he was wondering what the occasion was.

“Should I send her in, si