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Chapter 22

Chapter 22

"Good noon, Executive."

"Happy noon, Sir Adler."

"Lovely noon isn't it, sir? Lunch?"

"Later, maybe," Adler answered and made a small nod with his moniker smile painfully glued on his face as he passed by every employee he encountered. As he passed one department after another, he caught a glimpse of most employees scrambling in their cubicles, organizing their things, and fixing themselves, even the janitor who was already doing a good job mopping the floor was doing it the second time.

Unproductive, he thought while grinding his molars, thinking that it'll suffice the stinging of his head while looking at some personnel pretending to be busy in their almost empty cubicle while a few were immersed in their work that they failed to notice him. Looking at them right now, he began to wonder how Morgan could look at him with a straight face, all stoic and unafraid. Maybe because Morgan was

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