Riche: "Why aren't you replying? Is there a problem?"
My mind went into a frenzy.
Of course, there was a problem! A huge one!!
Sure, Zenon was handsome, tall, and incredibly rich, but I had a huge phobia of office romances.
Moreover, that twisted freak loved to nitpick and criticize me.
Dating him would be like signing my own death warrant!
But because of my greed, I had signed a contract when I accepted the job, requiring me to be available 24/7 for consultation and guarantee a successful outcome.
And if I breached the contract, I had to pay double the amount!
If only I knew the client was me, I wouldn't have taken this job even if I was dying!
God must be playing a joke on me.
How on earth could someone pursue themselves?!
"Why aren't you replying?"
Riche was losing his patience; his usual work persona was showing.
I snapped back to reality in a second.
Stay calm, stay calm!
Maybe it wasn't me...
A while back, a female colleague who joined the company around the same time as me thought my keychain was cute and asked for the link.
Now she had the same one on her bag.
Maybe Zenon was talking about her?
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