As I waited for Lara, I noticed a woman rushing down the corridor towards me. She was juggling a file in one hand and a phone in the other, her conversation sounding urgent. As she neared, she spotted me and waved me over.As I stood alone in the corridor, a wave. She paused and asked the me. "Excuse me,who are you? And what are you doing here?"The woman looked at me, a hint of surprise in her eyes. "Oh, I'm sorry. I should have introduced myself. I'm the new junior designer," I explained, in tone apologetic.She then held out the file towards me again. "Okay, I need you to take this file to Madam Victoria. It's urgent," she said, her voice laced with urgency. I hesitated"What are you waiting for? It's urgent," she said, thrusting the file towards me.I hesitated, glancing back at the door Lara had disappeared through. Lara had explicitly told me to stay put. But the woman in front of me seemed desperate, "I...uh...Lara told me to wait here," I stammered, unsure of what to do.The w

The elevator doors slid open on the sixteenth floor, and as I stepped out, my eyes were immediately drawn to Eden's assistant. He was in tears for some unknown reason, and the people around him were offering him napkins and water in an attempt to console him.I quickly flagged down a girl who was passing by. "What happened to him? Why is he crying?" I asked, my gaze shifting between her and Arden's assistant.The girl looked at me, her eyes filled with sympathy. "Mr. Eden fired him," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.The news hit me like a ton of bricks. Eden had fired his assistant? But why? As I stood there, trying to process the information, It didn't take me long to figure out why. Eden's assistant had spotted me standing there. He stormed across the corridor towards me, his face a mask of fury. He was livid, and he didn't hesitate to vent his frustration on me."Because of you, I got fired!" he spat out, his voice echoing in the catching everyone attention in the corridor

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

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 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