A few minutes later the girl came back. “Mr. Bal will be here in five minutes.”
Trisha nodded “Thank you.”
“You know this job is so boring. I am just here so I can save for my Ibiza holiday. Have you ever been to Ibiza?” Then she tilted her head and frowned. “I really need to learn how to walk on heels like those. I would absolutely look gorgeous in my golden bikini and those heels.” Her eyes wandered off dreamy. “Well, I better get to work.” The girl walked slowly to her desk while staring at the screen of her phone.