Perfect, Just Perfect.

"WHAT?!" The lady with long jet black hair screams suddenly and flings her iPad across the room, shattering it.

A man rushes inside. "What is it ma'am?" He sees the shattered device on the floor and proceeds to pick up the shards, very familiar with his master's anger outbursts.

She watches him, her face a mask of anger and fury. "Call me Ben as soon as you leave this room!"

"Yes ma'am." He leaves immediately, knowing what will come for him if he doesn't.

In less than two minutes, another man enters the room. "I was told you called for me?"

She stands up from her heart couch and stands in front of him. "So there was something as loud as Ashton's engagement party yesterday and you didn't deem it fit to let me know?"

"Ehn..." He starts and squeezes his face as Tiara places the heel of her shoe on his toes. He holds in his shout, his eyes shut in pain.

"I'm still expecting my answer. Why the fuck didn't you let me know?"

"I found out very late and you were already asleep. By that time as