--- LOUIS ---
When I got to the company car park, I texted my sister to give me my clothes, but apparently, she was in a bad mood.
"I can't come downstairs. I'm busy trying to get Joseph to work. Use the private lift anyway, it goes all the way to your office, so you avoid people seeing you."
What had my brother done today to make him lose his temper? I leaned my head back on the seat and sighed to try to gather the strength to endure whatever awaited me when I arrived with them.
I got out of the car and took the briefcase that always accompanied me everywhere. I walked towards the elevator with a sign on the top that said "V.I.P."
I hate using it, but I didn't want my employees to think that I didn't take my job seriously.
I punched in the password to access it and entered, waiting for it to take me to my office. Once the doors opened, I walked out and noticed my sister waiting for me with a cup of coffee in her hands.