Asia’s POVBy 8:52 p.m., I had officially stopped pretending this job respected labor laws.The office was almost completely silent now.Not quiet.Silent.The kind of silence that only existed after business hours, when everyone sensible had gone home and only the deeply unfortunate remained.Apparently, I was one of the unfortunate.I sat at my desk surrounded by spreadsheets, contract drafts, highlighted reports, and the slow emotional collapse of what used to be my sanity.The city outside had shifted into nighttime.Lights glowed through the glass windows, painting the office in softer reflections.It should’ve been peaceful.Instead, it felt eerie.Like I had somehow wandered into a different version of Gregory Empire.My neck ached.My shoulders hurt.And my laptop screen had started looking mildly offensive.I checked the time again.Still 8:52.Fantastic.Time itself had apparently stopped moving.My phone buzzed softly beside my keyboard.I grabbed it immediately.Not becaus
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