There were many documents lying on the desk—there were many things that needed her focus, but Alina hardly had her focus on any of them because...
She didn't know what numbered time it was that she turned her head towards the clock, nor did she care, as her mind was on something else.
How the hell were they not done yet?
After seeing the time, she clicked her tongue as it resounded in her empty office.
Her gaze paused on the door for a brief moment before she put the file to the side.
It was useless since she wasn't getting her work done anyway.
But just then, a knock came from the door, and Alina straightened her posture, but as she saw Mrs. Berson entering into her office, she got up from her chair.
"The meeting of the design department has just concluded, ma'am."
The old lady said it politely, but Alina was already putting on her coat as she asked.
"And?"
