CHAPTER TWENTY ONE.

“Nice meeting you, Mrs Hernandez” the ceo of Dior stretched out his hand for a shake but the woman ignored him and placed her limited edition bag on the table before taking her seat. Avanti was boldly designed on the bag and she was here to show class and poise. This was a power of supremacy and power, the art of who was first in the game.

“We should get to the point, Nathan can not be here today and we can’t postpone the meeting because of his absence” Mrs Hernandez began to say, “I believe you already know why I wanted to meet you, Mr Delphine?”

The old man chuckled lightly as he leaned back on the chair, “I heard the chairwoman of Avanti is rude but i didn’t think i would be experiencing it first hand”

“What do you mean?” The old lady raised an eyebrow, “did you have someone do a check on me?”

“Why don’t we go to business Mrs Hernandez? For all I know, the ceo of Avanti can not be here today and I will have to deal with you, should I call you the brand face? You all hide him like h