Melissa Greenwood?
Yolanda Greenwood hesitated.
"Do you want me to go with you?"
Suddenly, Jenny Reyes spoke up from beside her.
Yolanda Greenwood shook her head appreciatively, "No need, I can go by myself."
Melissa Greenwood's office was exquisite and luxurious, fresh flowers updated daily were diffusing a faint, fresh fragrance, and the massive glass windows overlooked half the city.
Every inch underscored the owner's status within the company.
Yolanda Greenwood stood straight before the office desk, "Director Greenwood, did you want to see me?"
"Yolanda, welcome back to the company," Melissa Greenwood said, smiling.
Yolanda Greenwood felt disgusted, "Director Greenwood, this is the office, please call me Yolanda Greenwood."
She paused, "And also, don't call me Yolanda privately either; we are not close."
"Pfft!" Melissa Greenwood laughed uncaringly, "Yolanda, you're always so childish."
"If there's nothing else, I'll be going back now."