The President's Side Girl.

Jasper swallowed nervously, feeling as small as an ant as Amara stared down at him. “Go on,” She urged, folding her hand across her chest and looking expectant. “I’m listening.” “I…” He began, but the words he wanted to say were stuck in his throat. What happened to the man that was confidently speaking a few seconds ago? He questioned himself, wanting to open his mouth and speak the truth. And what exactly was the truth? The fact that he, amongst all the executives deserved the position of branch manager more than Amara ever did. He had been with the company longer, knew more people, and had a wider network of contacts and influence. He had even made more investment and worked his ass off more than anyone. How was a newcomer like Amara qualified for the role? She wasn’t. She had not experienced the hardships he had. Hadn’t faced the struggles he had, nor did she have the determination, the commitment, the skills and experience he had. So why the hell did she get the role he has always