Her ’better terms,’ I mused, were nothing more than a veiled attempt to steal the credit. Was she feeling threatened by the prospect of my promotion to manager, as suggested by the vice president?
Miss Camille had assured earlier that should any issues arise, she would provide the utmost support. No matter how significant a departnt manager’s authority might be, could it ever surpass that of a vice president?
"We’ll see when the ti cos," I replied, neither accepting nor rejecting her proposal, choosing instead to leave it hanging.
Upon my return to the marketing departnt, I was t with Mia’s reproachful gaze.
Oh, dear!
I had completely forgotten about her!
I slunk back to my seat, my face flushed with embarrassnt. Retrieving my phone, I was t with a barrage of her ssages.
Mia: [William, have you arrived?]
Mia: [William, if you don’t show up, I’m leaving.]
Mia: [William, you stood up, I’ll rember this. (Angry)]
Wiping the sweat from my brow, I decided to deal with Mia later. The imdiate priority was to connect with the vice president on online!
I navigated to the group chat, located Tatiana’s online profile, and with a shaky hand, sent a friend request.
William: [Miss Camille, this is William from marketing!]
To my surprise, she accepted the request in re seconds.
A surge of exhilaration coursed through as I clicked on Tatiana’s profile, only to find her posts were hidden. She likely preferred to keep her private life separate from her professional one.
Tatiana: [If you need anything, co directly to . I’ll support you fully, good luck!]
Tatiana’s ssage popped up on my screen.
I couldn’t help but admire the vice president’s straightforward approach, especially in contrast to Jessica, who, despite being a director, conspired with the manager to exploit the regular staff.
William: [Thank you, Miss Camille!]
Stretching lazily in my chair, I glanced towards the director’s office, where lody was engaged in a discussion with Jessica. Every now and then, Jessica would cast a glance in my direction.
They were likely plotting so sche against .
Ding!
Another ssage notification pulled from my thoughts.
Mia: [William, you bastard, how could you leave to freeze up there. (Angry)]
I glanced at Mia, her face a picture of indignation, as if she had been wronged.
William: [Sorry. I was summoned by Miss Camille and couldn’t inform you in ti!]
Mia: [Miss Camille? Which Miss Camille? (Surprised)]
William: [How many Miss Camilles do we have in our company?]
Mia: [You an, Tatiana Camille? (Astonished)]
William: [Yes!]
Mia: [What did Miss Camille want with you? (Curious)]
William: [Aren’t you mad at ? Now you’ve cald down?]
Mia: [Ah, William, just tell , alright? You stood up, can’t I be a little moody? (Hmph)]
I chuckled and replied.
William: [The vice president called into her office to discuss the project, assuring of her full support!]
I was careful not to let this newfound attention go to my head; that was the last thing one should do in a professional setting.
Mia: [Ah, so Miss Camille thinks highly of you. Are you going to make it big? Rember not to forget about ! (Pleading)]
After a brief exchange with Mia, I plunged back into my work, managing to complete the project schedule before my departure. I sent it to lody, but she seed preoccupied and didn’t respond.
Switching to my private account, a flurry of ssages awaited .
sex maniac: [Darling, are you busy?]
"Darling, I need a hug!" Jessica’s plea for affection was one of many ssages that flooded my screen. Not to be outdone, lody chid in with her own request.
lody: [low-key guy, I’m feeling down, can you chat with ?]
Surveying the barrage of ssages, I sighed heavily. I had just finished dealing with one emotional crisis, and now two more were on the horizon. It seed the onslaught was relentless.
Nevertheless, I decided to tackle Jessica’s needs first.
low-key guy: [Done with work, today was truly fulfilling.] I responded, attaching a smiley face to lighten the tone.
low-key guy: [I haven’t seen you all day. I miss you!]
Jessica’s response was almost imdiate.
sex maniac: [You’re really serious about your work, huh!]
low-key guy: [Don’t you like serious n?]
sex maniac: [I do! (Shy)]
low-key guy: [How’s my baby doing today? Send so pictures. Did you get prettier today?]
sex maniac: [You’re so naughty!]
After a while, she sent over several photos, each one more alluring than the last.
low-key guy: [Did you take these for in advance?]
sex maniac: [Do you like them?]
low-key guy: [I do, but they could be sexier!]
low-key guy: [You must be free now, right? How about we play a ga?]
sex maniac: [Sure, what ga?]
The small gas we used to play no longer interested . With a mischievous smirk, I suggested sothing else.
low-key guy: [How about Truth or Dare?]
Truth or Dare? Jessica seed puzzled.
sex maniac: [How would you like to play that?]
low-key guy: [It’s simple. We roll dice, and the person with the higher number can ask the other a question or dare them to do sothing. You can’t refuse. Do you dare to play?]
Jessica seed conflicted, but after a mont’s hesitation, she responded.
sex maniac: [If you dare to do it, I’ll do it too!]
low-key guy: [The loser can’t be a sore loser!]
sex maniac: [I’m not a sore loser. Whoever is, is a little dog! (Tongue out)]
low-key guy: [You go first!]
Jessica rolled the dice, but her luck was poor, only two points! I was almost certain of my victory, but my luck was even worse, just one point! Damn, nobody could beat this bad luck!
Reviews
All reviews (0)