Lighters and Candies
Quickly, the floor was filled with loud chatter and each and everyone of them must've been inquiring who the bitch in the pantsuit was.
“Smile a little bit, sis,” Arlow whispered when he welcomed me with a hug. “You're intimidating our employees.”
I raised an eyebrow at him. Our employees? I plastered a forced smile for everyone to see.
“Everyone,” Arlow announced, heads turning at our direction, “meet MB Motors' newest creative director, my sister, Anne Melbourne.”
Applause from everyone echoed throughout the floor that was a bit uneccessary. I flashed them an awkward smile while scanning their faces.
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