Chapter 22 Happy Birthday, DARIAN

• Thelma waltzed into Darian's office with sluggish gaits, she donned a long red skirt that stopped after her knees, a shirt that fully covered her chest and there was a blazer hanging on her shoulders.
• "Good morning, sir." She greeted, scoffing as she gaped at Darian who had his head buried in a file.
• "Thelma, have your seat." He motioned to the chair before him. "Have you seen the proposal of Derrick's Firm?" He asked her.