Chapter 42

Azalea sat in her office, her leg shaking anxiously as she glanced over her wardrobe. Confusion clouded her face as she tried to decide on an outfit. The limited choices available at the office left her feeling lost, with no time to make a round trip home for a proper change. Pouting in worry, she muttered to herself, "What should I wear? I can't go in this suit. It is way too formal."

A soft knock on the door interrupted her thoughts. Jill, her ever-supportive assistant, peeked into the room and inquired, "Boss, may I come in?" Azalea nodded, allowing Jill to enter. "Yes, please," she replied softly.

Jill entered the room, holding clothes wrapped in covers on a hanger. 

Curious about Ray's whereabouts, Azalea questioned, "Did Ray not come yet?"

Jill shook her head in response and then grinned, revealing her role in Ray's absence. "No, he called me and asked me to pick some dresses up for you. Also, to get you ready," Jill explained, her excitement evident.