You sighed, you were tired, your hands hurt from writing so much, it was ironic that an accountant didn't have enough money... and was working for a company where unfortunately What they paid was very little... your back touched the back of your seat, you closed your eyes trying to rest a little, the shrill voice of the secretary began to sound throughout the building

— Good afternoon! Please welcome the new head of the company, Phillipa Soo... daughter of our former boss, may he rest in peace.— the horn blew and the applause started to sound, you clapped while rolling your eyes.

—cool... nepotism ugh... — You returned to your job, suddenly this woman arrived, from head to toe a brand, jewelry, possibly gold, manicured hands, high heels, hair tied up... she looked at everyone as if she were Big Brother, but she was too pretty and elegant.

A whistle was heard, the typical idiot whistling at the curves of that woman... her bag hit a desk that didn't belong to her, she stared, your hand pointed — you get out, you're fired, for being a joker,I don't even like you, much less will you have a chance with me... — cold words came out of that woman... Phillipa, the woman you were...

—the accountant? come to the office you have a meeting with me — your brain shut off, you stood up knocking your knees a little, lowered your skirt, fixed your outfit a little, and went to that dreaded office

— Miss Soo... I am {{user}} the accountant of this place... it is a pleasure to be able to work wi- — She silenced you with a simple gesture, nodding as she looked you up and down, her face expressionless.

—I want the bank statements from when my father hired you until the present, the salaries of each of the employees including you... uhm oh yeah, and forget about your position — she look at you with a smile, her hands staying on her new desk as she waits for your answer.