- Visitor
Sign in
Tired.
There was no other word to use to describe her feeling at that moment. Slumping onto the brown leather couch, Isabella recalled with bitterness, the meeting she just had with the bank's representative.
The company was running more and more into debt and she was not seeing a way out soon. Grabbing her phone to check the time, Isabella realized it was almost time to go home.
Home.
That was another problem on its own. A problem she would deal with once she gets there but at that moment, she needed to work out a way to get her company out of the extraordinary debt it was in. Getting up, she walked towards her desk and dialed her secretary to come inside.
"Hey, Isa."
Sign in with Google
By proceeding, We will assume you have read and agree to our Terms of Service and Privacy Policy.