I kept giving glances towards Mr. Montenegro. He was busy flipping the paper works on his table, and I could guarantee that he might not be noticing my glances I was giving. I am currently taking notes of his appointments using a table, for I am going to assist him to another company where his brother is working. It’s another establishment their family owns. It runs a warehouse for manufacturing products.“Ms. Castro,” he suddenly called me out of nowhere, so I just looked at him constantly without taking my eyes off him. “I want you to go to the financial department and ask for a list of liquidation of the profit the warehouse had from the previous month. It seems like the accountant gave the wrong financial statement to me.”I rose to my feet, nodded, and answered obediently, “Yes, sir,” I said.I dramatically but surely turned around, so that I would catch him give glances at me, but he did not. I breathed out with disappointment, even if I don’t have the valid reason to be disappo
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