Sarah stormed into the conference room, her heels clicking on the floor as she made her entrance. "Alright, let's get down to business," she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "We have a meeting to schedule and I'm the one who gets to decide when and where."
- The others looked at her with a mixture of fear and awe.
- One of them whispered to another, "I think we're in trouble."
- "Trouble?" another one repeated, "She's always in trouble."
Sarah smiled, a wicked grin spreading across her face. "That's right, you're all in trouble. And I'm the one who gets to decide what kind of trouble you're in."
To Be Continued...