Olivia's POV
I ran across the street towards the office, almost bumping into innocent pedestrians. I noticed Patricia standing up with a smile but I ignored her and ran towards the elevator, frantically punching the executive floor button.
The elevator ride seemed to take forever, but finally I arrived without any stops.
I checked my time as I quickly hurried towards his office. Eight minutes late. Just eight minutes. Maybe he won't even notice.
But even as I thought it, I knew I was kidding myself. Maxwell Wellington noticed everything, especially when it came to my failures.
I burst through his office door, slightly out of breath, and immediately felt the temperature in the room drop about twenty degrees.
Maxwell sat behind his desk, but he wasn't working. He was just sitting there, staring at the door like he'd been waiting for me.
"I'm so sorry I'm late, sir," I began immediately, moving toward my desk. "The line at the restaurant was longer than expected, and..."
