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The atmosphere at Capital Cityâs BBC Radio Station this morning was deathly quiet.
Usually bustling with activity, the office floor was incredibly hushed this morning. Not a single person dared to make a fuss upon entering; everyone quietly slinked back to their seats, heads down, after seeing who was inside.
As usual, Thea Wood arrived at the company right when she needed to clock in.
Today, she went out of her way to dress up stellarly, even spritzing on more perfume than usual. All the way, she chatted and laughed happily with her friends about yesterday afternoon, âHey, did any of you discover that woman this morning?
âNo idea, someone went to the bathroom, so they might have found her.
Anyway, Iâm sure no one discovered her last night.â
âHaha, she deserves it! Whatâs with her being so arrogant? And daring to openly slander me. Heh, so cocky, no wonder we taught her a lesson!â
âExactly, remember yesterday when she was locked in the bathroom? She even had the nerve to ask us to let her out. Psh, weâre not stupid, why would we let her go? Sheâs so aggressiveâshe even dares to hit men. What if she injured us?
Who would we turn to then?â
Just thinking about Enna Clark stuck in the bathroom yesterday afternoon made Theaâs spirits soar. Still, she pretended to be concerned, âDid we go too far? What if she tries to get revenge on us?ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Undaunted, the girls confidently replied, âLet her try! Does she have any proof? Besides, we have far more sponsors than her. As long as Heartbeatâs not an idiot, theyâll know whose side to take. At most, sheâll just make a fuss with us.
Are we afraid of her when there are so many of us?â
Thea, of course, had already considered everything the girls brought up. Her red lips curved up into an enchanting smile as she interrupted, âAlright, letâs head in now. Clock-in time is almost here.â
âLetâs go, letâs go. After dealing with that woman, I was so excited last night that I couldnât sleep well. I need to make up for it with a beauty nap once I get to the office.â
âSame here, I was excited all night.â
Laughing and joking, the group boarded the elevator.
At that moment, Theaâs phone rang.
âWho is it?â She pulled her phone from her bag, slid open the message, and saw it was from Riley.
Thea, the President is on the office floor, and he doesnât seem to be in a good mood.
The President?
A posh, upright figure surfaced in Theaâs mind.
Unable to help herself, her heart raced, and she automatically ignored the part about him being in a bad mood.
âWhatâs up? Who texted you?â One of the girls noticed her checking her phone and asked.
Thea put her phone away and casually said, âNothing much, just a message from my program director, Riley. He told me the Presidentâs at the office right now.â
âThe President? Really?â âSo we can see the President?â
âWeâre so lucky!â
The excitement was evident among the group as they sneakily compared each otherâs outfits in the elevator mirror. Naturally, those who had dressed up carefully, like Thea, reveled in the situation. But there were also some who hadnât slept well and hadnât bothered dressing up, secretly regretting not waking up earlier for a better appearance.
Finally.
The elevator stopped on the third floor.
The girls raised their heads and puffed out their chests in unison, showing off their best angles. They took out their swipe cards and entered the office..