I knew it was for VIPs, but I didn’t know only this one had access to the fiftieth floor.

Once we were with the team that was working on the presentation for the meeting, we drowned our heads in the work to finish the final touches. As Liza said, the boss, Caleb, didn’t want any deficiency with anything. I didn’t know these people were that terrified of Caleb. Even the words ‘the boss’ was enough to drain color from their faces.

“Phew, finally done. How much time is left for the meeting?” Matt, a guy from the management department, asked. He was always paranoid about every little thing.

“Don’t worry, Matt. There’s still one hour left,” Sierra said, checking her watch.

He huffed. “The boss can arrive at any moment and demand a recheck himself.”

“Anyway, let me print those papers in the meantime,” I said, gathering the sheets.

“All right but be quick. You know you and Matt are joining us in the meeting, right?” Liza asked.

“Yeah, don’t worry. It will only take five minutes,” I told her, getting up from my chair. But my hand accidentally bumped with the tea mug I had put on the table and the cold content spilled on the surface, splashing half of it on my clothes. “Shit!”

“Here!”

Liza passed me some tissue papers, but it was already ruined. The stain marked my white blouse dark. Damn! Did I have to wear white today?

Cursing under my breath, I threw the tissues in the bin.

“Oh God, Boss will be here any moment now and then we will leave for the meeting. You need to clean this up fast!” Sierra was up to her feet.

“There’s no time to clean it. Even your jeans have some stains. You have to change your clothes.” Liza eyed my appearance.

“But where would I find clothes at this moment? I don’t have that much time to go home now.” I bit my lip.

Her face lit up as she spoke.“Why don’t you go up to the penthouse? Your sister had stayed there a couple of times. I’m sure there are some clothes of hers in one of the rooms.”

“Penthouse? But what if Cale—”

“The boss wouldn’t mind at all! At least not for you. Just go change your clothes. We don’t have much time.” Cutting me off, she pushed me out of the door. “I’ll print those papers. You go on.”

Heaving a sigh, I went to the golden elevator and hopped in.

There must be some guards up there to control the unwanted accesses. They know Tess, but not me. Would they even let me pass? Should I call Caleb for permission first?

Too late, I was already there.