Chapter 8

Beyoncé POV

I made my way to Shawn's office early since he wants me to help him pick people to hire for different positions

I decided on a pink long sleeve floral shirt, white jeans, and my black strap pumps

I flat ironed my hair and wore my glasses since I didn't feel like putting in my eye contacts

Seeing the office so eerily quiet like this makes me a bit anxious, but I pay it no mind keeping a straight face as I enter the building seeing people here and there I kindly greet as I make my way to the elevator

And that's when I see her the young floozy who was fucking him yesterday she hasn't noticed since she was too distracted in fixing her clothing and begin to walk until her eyes landed on me

"Hi Mrs. Carter, I'm Parker Mckenna Posey I'm one of your husband's business partners." She said having the nerve to smile in my face

"I see and I wonder how much buisness do you and him attend to." I said and she looks taken back not expecting me to say that

"I can assure you Mrs. Carter it's strictly business nothing more." I said as I observe her clothing

This bitch has got to be out her mind if she thinks no one can't tell she's not wearing a bra or panties

"Sleezy slut at least look the part if you're gonna be fucking someone else's man yo ass still got dried nut on the side of your face." I said to myself mentally shaking my head seeing a woman use her body as a way to get a damn come up its rather saddening

But I smile nonetheless

"Umm honey you might you wanna check the side of your face you got a little bit of dried white stuff there." I said as I point my acrylic finger at her face and she turns pale so quickly you'd think you seen a damn ghost

"Well any who nice to meet you number two tata." I said leaving her shocked as I take the elevator up to Shawn's office and I quietly sat down next to him ready to get these interviews over with