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Alessia

I stared at the whiteboard boringly as Marco explained what there was to know about the client I would be working with. He had been on one thing for the past two hours going from one direction to another. I told them I could handle it myself but they wouldn't free me saying Angelo had assigned them to coach me.

"Can we rest for a bit?" I said jerking my head back in an exhausting manner. "Your teaching is boring," I added seeing as he wasn't ready to back down.

"I won't be held responsible by Angelo though."

"You have nothing to worry about. I can handle him." I dismissed. Kelvin was the one who started the coaching. He told me the kind of person Mrs. Martinez is. A woman who owns a lot of popular fashion agencies in Italy. A hot-tempered and no-nonsense woman.

I know I wasn't up for any competition but thinking about how I would be introduced to a different world sends chills down my spine. "Hi, guys." Annie's voice sounded through the door. She was holding a tray containing