Chapter 6

Amaira One year later Dressed in a navy blue elegant skirt suit with white top underneath I took swift strides in my matching ballet flats along the propertied walls of Witmore industries. The staff greeted me parting like red sea while I walk my way to the elevator. I'm Amaira Witmore, a doctor by profession, benignant and compassionate. But they are the qualities I conceal from the world and only a few people know. Being the only child of my father Richard Witmore, I'm raised with principles, command and dominance on people to rein the legacy of Witmore industries as the CEO Amaira Witmore. "Why do you think the shares of Witmore industries are marking stupendously low in the financial market? I need an answer right now." I punched my hands on the table glaring at our chief operations officer Jeremy Spear. "I was out of the country for just six months on a doctoral program and you brought the company to doldrums." I accused the already shivering man in a high pitched voice. "I ha