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2024-10-08 17:43:37In Toronto, at 5 am, a woman slept peacefully in her bedroom. But her dreams were haunted by a disturbing scene. An 8-year-old girl, crying behind bushes in a remote area, watched in horror as her mother was brutally stabbed to death by a group of 10-12 men. As they went from scenes, the girl ran towards her mother, screaming.
While she was dreaming, the alarm clock rang, and the woman jolted awake, her face etched with tension, anger, and sadness. But she swiftly composed herself, taking a deep breath. She began her morning routine - exercises, cooking, and a refreshing bath. Just as she was about to leave the flat, her phone rang. Recognizing the caller's name, she answered and said in one go.
"Stop bothering me with silly issues. If I'm paying you, it's to handle things, not trouble me. Find a solution instead of calling me."
With that, she hung up, not waiting for a response.
She went down. And as she waited for her taxi near the apartment entrance, she noticed a family of three, a widowed mother and her two children, moving in that day. She observed their close bond, feeling a pang of longing.
The son, eager to start his first day at the main branch office, instructed his mother, "Mom, these men will help you and Blakely with the luggage and settling in. I have to leave for work."
As he walked away, he caught the woman's gaze. He smiled, but she quickly turned away, her expression unreadable. He felt a twinge of remorse, sensing he had somehow disturbed her.
With that, they parted ways - she into her taxi, he to his office.
In Thornfield Industries and Holdings
The company is located in Toronto, Ontario .This company's 28-floor office building houses a diverse range of departments, starting with Communication and Customer Service on the first floor, followed by Administrative, Research and Development, Fashion Designing, and Food Industry on floors 2-5. Industry-specific departments occupy floors 6-15, including Hospital Management, Research and Development , Operational, Jewelry, Education, Airlines, Motor, Construction, Architecture and Interior Design, and Event and Wedding planning. Floors 16-20 host Heavy Industries and Services such as Mining, Chemical, IT, Banking and Finance, and Entertainment and Media. Support and Executive Spaces are on floors 21-25, featuring Hospitality, Transportation and Logistics, CEOs' Floor, Party Hall and Convention Hall, and Meeting Rooms. Finally, the top floors, 26-28, are reserved for Leadership and Governance, comprising Board Members' Cabins, the Vice Chairman's Office, and the Chairwoman's Office, facilitating efficient collaboration, innovation, and leadership across the organization.
Alex's eyes widened as he stood before the Thornfield Industries and Holdings building, a huge smile spreading across his face. His dream had finally come true. With a spring in his step, he entered the company and made his way to the meeting hall.
Inside, he was introduced to the team, and his eyes met Elara's once more. The manager's words echoed, "Mr. Alex, this is Ms.Elara , our HR representative in the Interior Department and the country's top interior designer."
Axel Extended a warm greeting, "Hello, Ms. Elara." But she merely nodded.
"Nice to work with you, Ms. Elara," Axel added, attempting to break the ice.
Elara's response was a fleeting smirk before she excused herself, leaving Axel Wondering.
The manager noticed Alex's curiosity and said, "Don't overthink it . Elara is reserved, calculative, and assertive. Her silence speaks more than her words."
After a while, they all left. Axel saw his cabin, the whole building, leaving the top 4 floors.
He left the office and headed home. In the parking area, he spotted Elara again, this time she was engaged in a quiet conversation with a mysterious person. They stood close, their faces lit by warm smiles.
Axel wondered, then shook off the thought, and went towards the left area and started to wait for the lift.
As Elara entered, he followed, greeting her with, "Hi, nice to see you again! What a coincidence, running into you all day."
Elara's response dripped with arrogance, "Everyone who works in this branch lives here, including the CEOs."
The lift stopped on the 9th floor, and Axel chuckled, "Another coincidence!"
As they exited, he asked, "Was that your boyfriend in the parking lot?"
Elara's glare was scary and questioning.
Axel clarified, "The guy you were talking to."
Elara remained silent, exiting the lift and disappearing into her flat.
Axelcalled after her, "I'll take that as a yes."
Elara , warning, "Mind your business, Mr."
She slammed the door shut.
Axel smiled wryly, "I live across from your flat, not inside it. Oh, God, please bless this poor woman."
Just then, his sister's voice interrupted, "Let God bless us first; come inside before I close the door!"
Axel entered, chuckling.
His sister asked, "What's got you smiling?"
Axel replied, "Just my lovely neighbor."
She raised an eyebrow.
Axel whispered, "Long story."
As he said, his mother asked what story he immediately started to tell about his day.
On the other hand, Elara got a call and she received it and said yes tell me
A man said “ ma'am, we have caught him. Come quickly.”
Elara, with a devilish smile, said “in 2 hours”.
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