After Rowena left.
Silas watched the door close behind her.
He turned back to Jorrod. "That reminds me. Rowena mentioned something to me this morning. She thinks highly of Sienna's skills and wants to transfer her to the Design Department."
The light from the monitor cast a pale glow on Jorrod's expressionless face. He hit a few keys, remaining completely silent.
Silas felt thoroughly ignored.
"Did you hear me?"
He rolled a chair over, propped his elbows on the edge of the desk, and leaned closer to the screen.
He took one look at the dense spreadsheet and immediately shifted his gaze back to Jorrod's sharp profile.
Jorrod kept his eyes on the monitor and replied dryly, "Since she brought it up with you, there's no need to run it by me."
Silas wasn't thrilled by his friend's indifferent attitude.
He waved a hand. "I'm not asking for your permission. I'm venting."
Jorrod paused and slowly turned his head.
Silas went on, "Just look at the dynamic. You've got Liam, the ex Sienna can't seem to shake. Then you've got Nate trailing after her like a lovesick puppy. If you transfer her over there, how is anyone going to get any work done?"
At the mention of those names, Jorrod let out a low, disdainful scoff.
A moment later, he stated coolly, "The company has a strict anti-fraternization policy. Or did you forget?"
Silas nodded eagerly. "I know. So Sienna can't date Liam, and she can't date Nate."
"And naturally," Silas smirked, "she can't date you either."
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Just after nine o'clock that evening, Janice finished rushing through the documents Jorrod had requested at the last minute.
Outside the windows, the sky was pitch black.

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