Emily’s POV “I'm done with the sales memo, ma'am,’’ I told Pamela, as she reclined against her chair with a huge exhale.“What will I do without you, Emily?” She sighed, sitting up. “You're such a great help to me honestly. You know what, lunch is on me today.”Presently, I was in her office, doing her work for her as usual.“Really?” I asked, utterly surprised.Clearly, Pamela had woken up on the right side of the bed.For the past five months that I'd been working here, she had never offered to buy me lunch, even though I did literally all her work for her.So it was quite strange.“Yes, what’s with the shocked face?” Pamela huffed. “What do you want to eat? I'm placing an order right now.”“I want curry rice with chicken,” I replied. “Thanks, ma'am.”“You are welcome. What drink will you like to have?” “Malt drink, ma'am,” I said, to which she hummed and nodded, while I stared at her, inwardly wondering what could have really brought up such change.“So,” Pamela began, placing do
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