Chapter One Hundred and Twenty Five: A Foot in the Door, A Target on My Back

Aardvark "Good morning, Sir." My team members greeted me as I walked into the department office. I waved at them, returning their greetings, and walking into my office. I looked at the office, taking in the view. It looked impressive, and it had a good scenery too. It was just what I needed when I need to clear my head. I had a feeling that i would be doing a lot of that in Holden Group. "Why is she conceited?" I mingled with other top executives at my appointment ceremony, and they were all welcoming. She was the only one who hadn't stayed around. I have other engagements. I snorted, recalling her words. As if. The others who were present didn't have engagements they shelved aside to welcome me. Such a conceited bitch! She wouldn't have gotten to the position she was in if the path hadn't been cleared for her already. She was handed the company when it was at its golden peak. All the hardwork had been done, the toiling, the sacrifices, everything had been finished by th