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A strange, whimpering sound escaped Steven's throat, sounding like something between a half-sob and a half-laugh. He looked up at Todd, his bloodshot eyes welling with tears. "So, that's what William was thinking… He was truly afraid of holding up the progress and becoming the weak link in the project… That's why he…"He couldn't hold himself up anymore and slumped backward, the back of his head striking the partition with a dull, heavy thud."...left work on time."Tears streamed silently down his face, yet the corners of his mouth curled upward in a bitter grimace."We can finally leave on time, William. The project… It's a success."He slammed his fist violently against the desk beside him. His knuckles turned red and swollen in an instant."It was me… It was us…" Todd's voice sounded as raspy as a broken bellows. "We were the ones who made him feel that even stopping for a breather was a cardinal sin…"As he spoke, he suddenly snatched up the break room application form
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"W-what is this?" Steven asked, looking up in bewilderment. He turned the screen toward Todd, who was equally frozen, and then toward Dr. Barrymore, who was still there."Doctor, please take a look at these… This report…"Dr. Barrymore leaned in, his eyes scanning the screen rapidly. His expression grew increasingly grave as he pointed to the data on the report. "Has this colleague of yours been showing signs of extreme fatigue, heart palpitations, or dizziness lately? Or did he ever mention that he just couldn't go on anymore?"Steven and Todd exchanged a glance. Their faces were blank, etched only with shock."Has he said anything unusual to you recently? Perhaps regarding the intensity of his workload or his plans for the future?" Dr. Barrymore asked again, his tone measured and cautious."He did…" Steven replied, his lips trembling and his gaze unfocused as if he were seeing it all over again—the scene of himself telling me that it was "do or die" and that "everything was no
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"Quick! Get the AED! Call the company infirmary! Call 911!"Steven snapped back to reality, his voice cracking as all his composure vanished in an instant. He stumbled toward my workstation, his hands trembling as he reached out to check my pulse.Todd finally realized what was happening. Flustered and frantic, he fumbled with the desk phone, pressing buttons haphazardly before finally managing to connect to both the internal emergency line and 911."S-someone has collapsed at our office on the third floor! He's unconscious! It might be a heart issue! The address is…" On the other end of the line, a dispatcher calmly provided instructions for initial first aid."An AED? Right, there's an AED in the common area!" The moment he heard that, Steven bolted toward the red emergency cabinet on the wall, tore it open, and grabbed the automated external defibrillator. He then dropped to his knees on the floor beside me, his hands shaking as he followed the diagrams to attach the electro
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My body remained motionless in the chair.Todd, who had returned with him, hurried over to Steven just as the latter was about to reach out and tap me. He held Steven back, whispering, "Mr. Swanson, could he just be exhausted and in a deep sleep? Maybe we should let him rest a bit longer. He's pushed himself to the absolute limit these past few days…""The limit?" Steven's brows furrowed, though his voice instinctively dropped even lower. "This is precisely the time when we can't afford to slack off! There are just too many eyes on us right now!" His gaze rested on my unmoving figure in my seat, his tone shifting to something more complex. "Still… he has been unusually quiet these last two days…"Finally, he turned to Todd and said, "Fine. Go contact the admin team and request a quiet break room for now so he can get some proper sleep."Todd shot Steven a look of surprise.In a company where every situation was treated as a "last-ditch battle", rest was nothing short of an a
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Even if the company covered the astronomical medical bills in the event of a sudden cardiac arrest, it likely wouldn't be enough to revive a body that had completely burned out.In the end, I would only become a burden to the team.At the very least, the project was a success now. The data looked impressive, the funding had come through, and everyone had something impressive to add to their résumés.Steven would remain the same strategic, composed leader who was deeply loyal to his employees. And with that, I had no regrets left.My stream of consciousness seemed to steady once I came to that conclusion. Curious, I began to drift through the banquet hall, a space that stood as a testament to our success.There were exquisite hors d'oeuvres, expensive drinks, and faces glowing with relaxed, genuine smiles. This was the very future I used to imagine back when I was still alive, hunched over my desk and eating a sad, wilted sandwich from the convenience store next door.I then drift
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Todd walked out into the hallway, and I followed. "Mr. Swanson?" he said, speaking into his phone, his tone instantly becoming deferential in a way I knew so well.From the other end of the line came Steven's gravelly voice. "How are things on your end, Todd? How is he? How's he doing today? Is he doing okay?""Don't worry," Todd replied, lowering his voice. "I've been keeping an eye on him. He's still working frantically on the final materials and hasn't suspected a thing. I even brought him some water last night, and he seemed quite touched.""Good." Steven's tone was one of satisfaction. "Make sure you keep him steady. He's the core, the 'heart' of this project. We can't afford any hitches in these final days. Once the investors' meeting is over tomorrow, everything will finally be set in stone.""Understood," Todd replied, his voice tinged with a subtle, sycophantic edge. "It's all thanks to your brilliant strategy, Mr. Swanson, using his dedication to keep him anchored to
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