"Ma'am, we have a problem."
Melanie barely suppressed a groan at the words. When was there not a problem? Ever since she had taken over LuxeArt last week, it had been one crisis after another.
On her very first day, she had faced a mob of furious customers—people who had been sold defective or counterfeit products and whose complaints had been ignored for months. They had recently been informed that a new owner was taking over and would like to address the problems. No guesses about who had done that. No one other than Madam Collins would have done something like this.
The day after that, she had walked straight into a standoff with the company's new suppliers, who were demanding overdue payments before they provided another shipment.
