April nodded and walked to her desk and sat down, she turned on the laptop in front of her.

Screeeech

Emily suddenly got up her chair screeched across the floor. She then fixed her dress before strutting towards the lift, shouting at them as she waited for the lift to arrive.

"A very important client has arrived, I might come back here with them so don't let me down and don't speak to them unless I allow." She glared at everyone then disappeared into the lift.

As the lift doors closed everyone not just April heaved a sigh of relief. April didn't comment, she didn't feel it was her place too. She realised that she will have her hands full with this new manager. She needed to keep her head down but at the same time she would keep her wits about her, she had to keep this job it was imperative for her future goals.

On her computer a few icons were on the screen, she opened up her email and noticed a welcome email from Michael. Just as she opened it Aarna and Sophie came to stand beside her desk.

"Don't mind the manager she is like that with everyone," Aarna disclosed. She had long blonde straight hair and pretty warm chocolate brown eyes. She was petite and wore a lavender cashmere top with white skinny jeans. She gave off an innocent and youthful vibe.

"Noted… thank you, please feel free to give me any pointers you have. I know I will have to learn on the job but..."

"Don't worry we got your back." Aarna smiled at April and she got a friendly vibe from her. Maybe it wouldn't be too bad here she thought.

"Thanks, guys."

"No problem, let us take you for lunch to welcome you?" Sophie suggested. Her eyes were bright as she waited for April's response.

"Okay, my treat though as I am sure I will need your help in the future." April cheerfully smiled, how nice was it to have a friend.

"Deal," Aarna said and went back to her desk.

April turned to Sophie and she noticed she was staring at her computer. April skillfully closed her email application and turned to Sophie. "Can you show me which design software you use and anything else I may need to know?"

"Sure." Sophie pulled up her chair and started to show April all the programmes they use and the buyers and contractors that are available to them. It was valuable information and April grabbed a notebook and pen and made notes as Sophie spoke.

Meanwhile upstairs in CEO Walker's office on the seventieth floor, Casey Walker sat on his leather sofas beside Michael as he tried to interrogate his best friend since childhood.

Casey Waker owned Walker Interiors and had inherited it as part of the family business. He only had one younger brother who showed no interest in the family business as he was an aspiring model and dreamed of fame so he didn't have the same family disputes for power as his best friend did.

Casey wore a grey three-piece suit with a silver tie. His dark brown locks were styled neatly and his pricing blue eyes stared at his friend hoping he would reply to at least one of his questions.

Michael who was sitting beside him was wearing a flamboyant sapphire suit with a grey shirt was just as keen for Dean to reply.

Sitting across from the both of them sat Dean he wore a bored expression as he checked the time.

Casey Walker leaned forward as he questioned his best friend. "Somethings different. What are you up to?" He squinted at his friend as he tried to work it out.

Michael smiled at Casey, "What do you think he is up to? He is obviously renovating his apartment and office for a beautiful lady. Why else do men change?" Micheal looked over smugly as Dean continued to look at his phone.

Casey clicked his fingers, "That's it isn't it? Finally, I will be an uncle." Casey sat back against the sofa, he was delighted he had worked it all out.

"So who is she?" Michael asked seeing that Casey had forgotten to ask this important question.

Casey sat up again showing his interest. Dean put down his phone and looked at them indifferently.

When April had first told him that she would be a designer at his friends Company he was over the moon, he would finally have an excuse to see her more often and also she could design his house and office to suit her tastes. He was pleased as he thought of how he could see her all the time now without an excuse.

He had been impatient as he hadn't seen her since she had handed him dinner on Saturday night. He had knocked on her door on Sunday with the clean plate as an excuse but she either wasn't in or she had ignored him. He had hoped it was the former.

He had worn his favourite tailored Armani three-piece black suit with a burgundy tie to impress her. But he now had to listen to his idiot best friend grill him. Sighing he gave in.

"I met the one, don't expect details. But she will be my wife, that's all you need to know." Dean said as he looked at the door, waiting for her to enter.

"Does she know she is getting married?" Casey looked sceptically at Dean, this girl was certainly important to his best friend. He must remember to be very respectful towards his sister in law when they meet.

"No." Dean glared at them both.

"Okay, how long are you dating? Where do you bring her on your dates?" Michael cut in to ask, he was keen for some gossip.

"We aren't... at the moment. I want to get to know her first. Enough, where is the designer I had asked for?" Dean wanted to see her.