Jarek.
I walked into one of the most fascinating scenes I have ever witnessed in all of my career life.
I walked into the suite designated for my meeting with Mister Valemont today only to find Yvette looking all flustered and confused, with her cheeks stained a bright shade of pink and her breasts almost spilling over from her very tight blouse.
Her eyes widened when they found mine just as I stepped into the room, but before she could recover, Mr Valemont cast me a soft glance, smiled smugly and drawled;
"Ah, thank the goddess you’re here! I was just asking Ms Yvette to explain what this concept at the top of this paper means, especially since she so sweetly informed us that she worked on the project herself."
"Herself?" I dragged out, letting my words roll out of my tongue very slowly.
Something about it probably unsettled Yvette because she then turned away, tried to hide the blush on her face and cleared her throat, "I... I didn’t exactly mean it in the way it came..."
"Oh, that’s fine!" I chirped in, sounding exceedingly sweet, especially since I now have a new gossip to take up with Leilani later today. "You can continue. I’d just continue from wherever you stopped."
My response made her blanch. She looked at me like she couldn’t quite believe her ears before she slowly rose to her feet. And with a smile that never left my face, I watched her walk up to the front on wobbly knees, rewrote the entire statement out on the small make-shift board and began to explain utter nonsense over and over again to three men who weren’t even listening.
"Oh," that was Mister Valemont who was obviously having the time of his life, but at this point, all of the fun in this had slowly dissipated, leaving me feeling embarrassed and irritated.
One I was embarrassed that she had managed to turn a simple instruction: ’interact with them until I am free’ into this circus, and irritated because she had the effrontery to go ahead and claim intellectual rights to something she could never have done.
I tried to act cool but I couldn’t take out the annoyance in my tone as I seethed; "Thank you, Ms, you can leave now. I’ll continue from where you stopped."
She lowered her head, cast one last longing glance at Mister Valemont and then rushed out of the room like the devil was hot on her heels.
Which he ought to be.
"That girl should be at your company’s reception desk, not behind a desk at one of these exclusive floors." Valemont commented, making my eyebrows scrunch up in confusion.
"I do not understand what you mean, sir?"
"Oh, you do." He hissed, suddenly looking so bored, I was instantly doused in embarrassment. "She doesn’t have the skills or the brains for the kind of workload that you’ve given her."
"But I didn’t—"
"I know that she didn’t do this," he snapped, waving at the paper in front of him. "The words written on it are too eloquent and too smart to be written by her, and those words on the top paper which she has been explaining to us for the past three minutes were too personal to have come from ’this particular’ employee. So it has to be someone else."
Something about those words made me understand that he knew way more than he was letting on, and that in itself made my heart skip a beat.
I tried to play it cool but I was too nervous; And for this reason, I could only stare at him, nodding until he finally said;
"Has that employee— the one who you told me was dead—somehow suddenly come back to life?"
I froze.


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