Se connecterMarisa sat across from his desk with trembling hands folded tightly in her lap.She had not looked up since entering the room.Not once.The humiliation from the conference room still burned through her chest painfully.Every stare. Every whisper. Every second of silence after the video played.She wanted to disappear.Adrian stood near the window behind his desk, his expression unreadable as he looked down at the city below.The room remained silent for almost an entire minute.That silence somehow felt worse than shouting.Finally—Adrian spoke.“Look at me.”Marisa slowly lifted her eyes.Cold.That was the first thing she saw.Not anger.Not disappointment.Just coldness.“How long?”Her throat tightened.She swallowed hard.“A few months.”Adrian’s jaw hardened slightly.“A few months,” he repeated quietly.Marisa looked down again immediately.The shame was unbearable now.“You leaked confidential information repeatedly,” Adrian continued calmly. “You violated company policy mul
The atmosphere inside Laurent Enterprises felt different that morning.Everyone could feel it.From the assistants rushing through the hallways to the unusually serious expressions on department managers’ faces, the tension in the building was impossible to ignore.Today mattered.The client arriving next week was one thing.But today’s internal presentation would determine whether the final proposal moved forward exactly as planned.And everyone knew one thing.Project Aurora belonged to Selena.Even people outside her department knew how much time she had spent working on it.For the past week, employees had barely seen her outside meeting rooms and conference halls.She was either working, reviewing, fixing, or preparing.And surprisingly—people respected her for it.By nine thirty, the conference room was almost full.Sarah stood near the back reviewing files while several employees whispered among themselves.“She barely sleeps.”“I heard Adrian personally approved her strategy.
The announcement came unexpectedly.At exactly ten fifteen in the morning, everyone in the department received the same email.Mandatory meeting. Conference Room B. Project teams attendance required.The office immediately became more active.People started guessing.New project? Investor? Restructuring?Selena barely looked up from her screen.She finished typing and reached for her coffee.Sarah walked past and dropped into the chair opposite her.“You look relaxed.”Selena raised an eyebrow.“Should I be worried?”Sarah shrugged.“Mandatory meetings usually mean more work.”Selena laughed.Before she could answer—Marisa walked in.Selena looked over instinctively.She noticed something immediately.Marisa looked tired.Not physically.More like she hadn’t slept well.Selena frowned slightly.She had noticed it for days now.She had ignored it before.But now—it was becoming harder not to.Marisa looked up and noticed both of them.She smiled.Too quickly.“Morning.”Selena smiled
Chapter 75The next morning Marisa arrived earlier than usual.Not because she had work.She just didn’t want to think.The office was still quiet.Only a few employees had arrived.She sat down and opened her laptop.Her inbox loaded.Nothing urgent.Normal.Everything looked normal.She stared at the screen for a while.Then her phone vibrated.Her shoulders stiffened immediately.She already knew.No greeting.No explanation.Just one message.Need updated schedule for next phase.Marisa looked at it.Her expression remained blank.But something tightened in her chest.She locked the phone.Opened her work files.Tried to ignore it.Two minutes later.Another message.Today.Marisa closed her eyes.Her fingers slowly curled.Then she unlocked the phone.Opened the message again.Stared.This was normal.This had become normal.Information. Updates. Small things.Nothing huge.Nothing obvious.That was what she told herself.But suddenly she remembered yesterday.Selena smiling.Say
Sarah had never considered herself the type to involve herself in other people’s problems.She listened. She observed. She moved on.That was how she survived years inside Laurent Enterprises.People talked too much. Attached meaning to things too quickly. Made emotional decisions and regretted them later.Sarah preferred facts.Which was why she found herself irritated lately.Not because something happened.But because she felt like something was changing and she couldn’t explain it.She entered the office and headed straight to her desk.As she passed through the department, she noticed Selena already seated, focused on her work.Her hair was tied back.Coffee beside her.Laptop open.Normal.Sarah looked away.Then stopped.Marisa had just entered.Sarah expected her usual behavior.Marisa normally greeted people loudly, stopped by someone’s desk, asked questions, laughed.Today she simply walked in.Sat down.Opened her laptop.Did not speak.Sarah stared for a second before cont
The restaurant was small.Not fancy.Not expensive.Just quiet.Warm lights.Soft conversations.People finishing late dinners after long workdays.Selena picked this place intentionally.Not too formal.Not too personal.Just somewhere normal.She sat down and placed the menu aside.Across from her—Marisa still looked slightly uncomfortable.Like she wasn’t sure why she agreed to come.Selena noticed.But didn’t say anything.A waiter came.They ordered.Silence followed.Marisa played with her glass.Selena watched quietly.Then smiled.“You’re acting like I brought you here to fire you.”Marisa laughed awkwardly.“No.”Selena looked at her.Then said casually—“You’ve been strange lately.”Marisa’s fingers stopped.Only for half a second.But Selena noticed.Marisa forced a smile.“Have I?”Selena nodded.“You seem stressed.”Marisa looked away.“Work.”Selena stared for a moment.Then nodded.Fair answer.But somehow—it didn’t feel complete.Food arrived.They started eating.Th







