Chapter 11

GIA

I drank cold water first before pressing the red button.

“Sofia, can you call the finance department?" I asked my secretary.

"Do you need a report, Ma'am?" Sofia, one of my assistants and the oldest among them at forty-nine years old, asked. Despite her age, she's very quick on her feet and very well-organized.

"No. I need Kimberly Cueto in my office."

"Yes, Ma'am."

"Oh, and Sofia, can you call HR also? I need Leilani to be present when I talk to Kim. I need them here as soon as possible," I added. She was about to hang up the phone. Fortunately, she hadn't done so yet.

"No worries, Ma'am. I will call them now and ask them to come up here."

"Thank you."

After I spoke with Sofia, I called Cleo as well. I need her to be in the room. Kim has been in this company longer than I have. She's the same age as JL, so she was already here when my parents were still alive. She wants to be the financial chief and so far, I haven't seen any flaws in her work. It's just that her attitude sucks.