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Damien "Boss, we did it."Jonathan, my hotel manager, stared at me with the proudest grin stretched on his wrinkled face. "My wife would be proud of me now. I was part of this achievement.""Of course, Jonathan." I smiled back at him. "After the fundraiser, meet with Jack. He has a special package for your daughter's high school graduation."Jonathan beamed. "Thank you, sir!""No, thank you. All of you." I looked out into the large hall from the balcony where we stood. "None of this would have been possible without you.""No, sir. We're not indispensable. There are many out there who would do a better job, but you gave us this opportunity. We should be thanking you." He bowed slightly.I let out a slow sigh, watching my staff move around diligently, attending to guests. “I beg to differ, Jonathan.” I turned back to him. “No one else would have brought the passion you all put into this.”"You've been good to us, sir. Not all bosses can do nearly what you've done. You paid for James's

LeahI'd never seen him smile like this.Even at the fundraiser, it had been a polished business smile.But this one? It took my breath away.The woman and the man stood to receive him and Jack, his assistant."Oh no, no. Stay seated." He gestured for them to sit."Good day, sir," I said with a curtsy as he moved past me."Hello, Ms. Carter."My breath hitched.With the way my breath kept seizing, I'd probably pass out. Because why did he respond to me? That was unusual.Jack passed by, giving me a curt nod. I curtsied again."Have you had anything yet?" Damien asked."No, we were waiting for you," the lady said.I turned to face them immediately, ready to take their orders.And so, the meeting began.Mr. Thorne and Jack hadn't had their tea yet, so I wheeled my trolley to the farthest corner and stood.From their discussion, the lady was in charge of all the orphanages in the district, and the man was her lawyer.They discussed the funds from the fundraiser, mapping out plans and pro

Leah "Hello…"I slowly pushed the door open, peeking through to make sure someone wouldn't rush at me with a knife."Why would someone rush at you with a knife?" It was as if my brain rolled its eyes when it asked this.“I don't know, maybe because the door of the owner of this hotel is open. And dark inside,” I retorted.Eish!I slowly walked inside, feeling the wall for the switch."Where the heck is it?" I muttered, cursing under my breath.Everywhere was pitch black, and my imagination was conjuring things I wouldn't want to experience in this darkness."Hello…oh, got it!" I finally found the switch and turned the light on.It was the same golden-yellow lights. They didn't illuminate the room much, but it was enough to see that it was empty.Did Mr. Thorne leave in a hurry? Was there an emergency? What happened with his brother?"You came for your bag, remember?" said my sassy brain.Oh, right. It's right there.I went straight to it and picked it up. On the table was my resignat

Damien Their voices echoed all around me.I could see the faces of the thirteen board members, their mouths moving as they argued loudly. Those in support of me and those who wanted me removed."But it's been six years! He didn't cause the fire!" one said."Well, he was in charge of it. Now people are dead. Every year, we pay respect to the lost lives. The media remembers the memorial and puts us under public scrutiny all over again. We're getting hit every single time. Our stocks are plummeting!""Oh come on! We're hardly under public scrutiny. That's because he's been paying his respects. He's working, Peter! There have been new innovations. Our revenue has tripled. Don't tell me you don't receive the fat sums into your account, because I have…""We could make more if we stopped getting random hits here and there!""What makes you so sure another hand would do a better job?""Julian's jurisdiction is flourishing. Ever since he joined, we haven't heard any scandals, have we? Yet our