8

Laurel smoothed her files, glancing at the clock, it was eight in the evening. Tomorrow's a busy day for Mr. White and thank goodness Laurel has finally got everything set up, even though she ended up having to miss the employee bus. The sound at the door made Laurel look up warily. Mr. White was standing there, looking like he had just returned from a business meeting outside. The man wrinkled his eyes at her. “Why are you still here?”

Those eyes are really sharp, Laurel thought. She then replied, “Er, I finished the files first, for tomorrow.”

Aaron gave her an unpleasant look. “Next time just leave the job and continue tomorrow.” He glanced at his watch. “It's too late for work, you should be home and resting. I'll have the driver take you home.”

Laurel shook her head in panic. “No need, I can take the mini-bus—”

“Follow your boss's orders!” Aaron's glare made Laurel swallowing hard. “Before that, I want us to talk in my room. Would you mind making