felt a wave of relief wash over me. It felt like I had just walked out of a lion's den alive, all my limbs still intact. I owed it all to Heather. If she hadn't shown up when she did, I would have been stuck in that basement with spiders and crawling insects. The mere thought sent shivers down my spine, and I shook my body to rid myself of the creepy feeling."What the hell was that? Would you like to explain it?" Heather's voice pulled me back from my thoughts. Her eyes were filled with confusion and concern, her brows furrowed in a frown.I turned to face her, taking a deep breath before responding. "I'll explain everything, but I don't think it's safe to talk here. Shall we go get a coffee together?" I suggested, hoping to steer the conversation to a more private setting.Heather nodded in agreement, and together, we walked out of the building and headed towards a nearby coffee shop. We made our way to a quaint little coffee shop tucked away in a quiet corner of the building. The s
Out of the blue, my name echoed from behind. I spun around to find Lara navigating her way through the labyrinth of cubicles in my direction.Her face was set in a stern expression, her eyebrows knitted together in a way that hinted at an impending reprimand. My heart plummeted. I never intended to be late, but the one day I was, it didn't escape attention."Lara," I acknowledged, striving to maintain an even tone. "Good morning."She folded her arms across her torso, "Morning? It's nearly time for lunch. Would you care to justify your late coming?"I gulped, "I... hit the snooze button one too many times. I apologize, it won't recur."Lara exhaled, "Ensure that it doesn't. Timeliness is crucial in this workspace."With that, she pivoted and was about to depart when she added, "Oh, and by the way," Lara turned back to face me, "Mr. Eden has been inquiring about you. This is the twelfth time he's asked about you since morning. I've been making excuses for you."My eyes bulged in astoni
All of a sudden, Anthony came back into the office along side with a man who was holding a small bag and I wonder who he was and didn't took me much longer to figure it out.Eden let go my hand and got up from his knees next to me and turned around to face Anthony and he announced, " Mr, Eden the doctor has arrived,"I reconsider Anthony words especially the word 'Doctor' and my heart was racing like a race horse. " Finally!" Eden exclaimed and told Anthony to leave them alone and Declan phone begin to ring and excuse and left the room. After they left Eden turned his attention to the doctor." Please, hurry check her up doctor, don't know what happened to her? she just passed out," Eden said with a hint of worry in his voice.The doctor nodded and he placed his bag on the table and pulled out a stethoscope."Let's see what's going on," he said, his voice calm and reassuring. He gently placed the cold stethoscope against my chest, listening to my heartbeat. His brows furrowed in conce
I glanced at the list of tasks I needed to complete by tomorrow. The list seemed endless, each task more daunting than the last. A thought crossed my mind, "How am I supposed to remember all this? I can't even remember my grocery list." Speaking of lists, a realization hit me. I needed to go to Victoria's office to retrieve my resume file before she saw it. That was the most crucial task at hand. But what about Eden's coffee? A smirk played on my lips as I thought, "He can wait, Mr. Arrogant."With a flip of my hair, I spun on my heel and headed towards the elevator. I stepped into the elevator, pressing the button for the 14th floor. The soft hum of the elevator music filled the small space, doing little to calm my racing heart. As the elevator descended, I found myself going over the plan in my head. Get in, find the file, get out. It sounded simple enough, but I knew that things were rarely as simple as they seemed.The elevator came to a halt and the doors slid open, revealing th
I recognized the dress in one of the photos. It was the dress I had fixed, the one I had stayed up all night working on. It looked stunning on the model, just as I had imagined it would.Suddenly, a hand reached out and snatched the photo from my grasp. I looked up to see Lara standing there, her expression stern."What are you doing here?" she demanded, her tone sharp. "You're supposed to be doing your work, not snooping around someone else's hard work."Caught off guard, I stammered, "I... I was just... I recognized the dress. I helped fix it." I hoped that would be enough to explain my curiosity, but from the look on Lara's face, I wasn't so sure.Lara's gaze was skeptical, her eyes narrowing slightly as she studied me. "What are you really doing here?" she asked, her tone sharp.I swallowed hard, my heart pounding in my chest. "Eden gave me a list of tasks to complete," I explained, trying to keep my voice steady. "One of them was to collect fabric samples. I thought this was the
I offered him a forced smile, but it didn't seem to impress him. He requested my presence in his office and retrieved his coffee, which I had completely forgotten about amidst the turmoil. He departed, leaving me with Lara. I questioned her, "Why didn't you inform me he was right behind me?""Don't hold me responsible," she retorted, "You were the one who made those remarks. You should leave before causing any more trouble for me." I brewed a cup of coffee in the coffee machine, my hands trembling slightly. As the scent of the coffee filled the room, I sent a silent prayer upwards. I was desperately hoping that Eden hadn't heard my earlier disparaging remarks about him.Cradling the warm coffee cup in my hands, I made my way towards Eden's office. The hallway seemed longer than usual, each step echoing my mounting anxiety. I paused for a moment outside his door, took a deep breath, and knocked softly.Upon entering, I found Eden completely absorbed in his work. He was hunched over his
Breaking the intense eye contact, I turned my face away, only to find Declan and Victoria standing in the doorway, their eyes wide with surprise. I quickly pulled my wrist out of Eden's grip and said, "I'll have the report ready for you by tomorrow morning, Mr. Eden."Without wasting another moment, I made a beeline for the exit, relief washing over me as I stepped out of his office. I decided then and there not to give him any more reasons to fire me. I would finish the work he assigned me without any further distractions.Fortunately, Eden and I didn't cross paths for the rest of the day. I spent most of the afternoon in my small office, organizing fabric samples with the help of Mr. Thompson. By evening, I had finished half of my work. I decided to complete the rest at home.On my way home, I decided to stop by Heather's house. Coincidentally, I ran into Robin who was also heading there. We went together and had dinner at Heather's place. I told them everything that had happened at
Stassie PerspectiveThe cab ride was a blur, the cityscape of New York flashing by in a whirl of colors and lights. The driver, a grizzled man with a thick accent, navigated the congested streets."Keep the change," I told him as we pulled up in front of the towering office building. I handed him a bill, not bothering to wait for my change as I gathered my files and prepared to make a mad dash for the entrance."Good luck, miss," he called after me, a hint of amusement in his voice. I offered him a quick smile, appreciating the sentiment despite the circumstances.Then I was off, my slipper sliding against the pavement as I sprinted towards the entrance. The stack of files in my arms felt like a ticking time bomb, each second bringing me closer to my impending deadline.As I burst through the doors, I could feel dozens of eyes on me. It was as if I had suddenly become an exhibit in a zoo, a spectacle for everyone to gawk at. I ignored the stares, focusing on the task at hand."Miss Ma