His Mystery Gem

18 - New Collection 💍

When he had called her to his office, she knew he was going to tell her to do something outrageous like not speak unless spoken to. Or not visit his house even if Mo insisted. But this! This was harder. He couldn't be serious!

"But sir—" she started finally finding her voice.

"I didn't hire you to give me excuses. The only reason you still work here is because you said you could impress me remember?"

"I remember sir," She said softly. "But I never said I could perform miracles sir,"

"And creating a new collection by the end of the week is a miracle?" He asked as if he didn't know all the work that went into a collection.

Dunni just stared at him, at his annoyingly handsome face.

"Don't you serve a miracle working God?" He sneered.

"I do," she nodded again like an agama lizard. "But-"

"If you can't do it then I want you to send in you resignation letter instead," he turned his attention back to his work.

"Sir please, I-"

"Miss Davies, I gave you two options. A collection before Friday or your resignation letter. Isn't that generous of me?" He still didn't look up from his important papers.

"Very generous sir," Dunni whispered and glared at his bent head.

"You said?" He frowned.

"I said, Thank you sir." She gave him her best I want to strangle you but I won't smile.

"Oh you are very welcome Miss Davies," his irritating smirk was back. Dunni had seen it so much that she wanted to slap it off his face. She pulled her hands into fist trying to contain the anger bubbling inside her.

"You may leave now, Miss Davies."

"Yes sir," she stood up. "Thank you for giving me the opportunity to impress you sir," she nearly choked on the words but she was going to kill him with kindness. Die, she thought as she smiled.

Then she turned and walked out of the office. She might have gotten the last word but she was the one saddled with all the work. While he signed papers in his office or whatever CEO's did.

Fifteen short steps later, she was back in her office. No time to enjoy her beautiful office, she had work to do. She pulled the files she had been looking through and started again from the beginning. Going as far back as Mo's first collaboration with Collins.

She wanted to create something fresh, something that was hers. Not a copycat of Mo's. To do that she had to know what Mo had done before. So when the designs started coming she could be sure they were hers.

She was a visual learner so she complied all the pictures of each collection, photocopied and scanned them to her device. So she always had it on hand.

She was going through each collection one by one in detail when someone knocked on her door. "Come in," she called out loudly.

Her door opened and Matilda smiled at her. "Good morning ma,"

"Morning Matilda," Dunni smiled back. "Is everything okay?"

"We have a meeting right now," Matilda looked her her desk and frowned. "But you look busy,"

Dunni laughed. "I am busy, but my work won't finish anytime soon. So a break sounds great."

Matilda nodded. "Why wasn't I informed of the meeting before now?"

"Hmm," Matilda looked away. "I sent a memo out last week,"

Dunni nodded. "I must have missed it,"

"Yeah," Matilda nodded. "I should have reminded you first thing this morning. I'm sorry ma."