Chapter Eight

"Amir? what are you doing here, I thought you left for work" she didn't expect to see him here, as she received a message from him not less than one hour ago. He walked majestically through the place with hands stuffed in the pocket. "You know I'm the boss now, I can leave whenever I want to. Aren't you happy to see me" Zara stared at him mouth agape as he scanned the whole place with a sense of someone who's in charge. "Of course, I'm happy because you'll be my waiter for the day" "What?" he turned around wide-eyed "Can't you see I'm a busy man" he let out, adjusting his tie. "Oh is that so?" an amused smile dangled at the corner of her lips as she folded her hands across the chest. "I think I'll get going, my Secretary will call me anytime now" she watched as he sauntered to the door. She has to stop him, he's the only one that can help her now before she gets new employees. An idea suddenly popped up "Okay, I'll give you free food for the whole week" Seriously Zara, she mentall