Bulaklak Sa Burol Novels & Stories

Cross Enterprise, Top Floor "Where is the report that the boss wanted this morning?" "It’s being photocopied right now and will take two more minutes-" "We can’t afford those two minutes. He wants it now!" "It’s not like I can rush the machine!" "Well, do something about it!" The employees on the top floor scrambled to get all of their paperwork done as soon as possible. The usually quiet and organized office was in complete chaos. Since yesterday, their boss had become more demanding and unpredictable. Everyone was kept on their toes at the idea that they would suddenly get fired.

They always manage to lighten the mood and make even the dullest of lunches entertaining. As I approach their desk, my anticipation quickly turns into confusion. There are piles of files scattered all over the place, covering their desk entirely. It's as if a tornado swept through, leaving chaos in its wake. I scratch my head, wondering where Abigail and Ema could possibly be in this mess.

Morning Coffee AS DYNEE walked inside the company, ang una niyang napansin ay ang pagkukumpulan ng mga empleyado. Nagtaka siya kung anong mayroon at kung bakit nagkakagulo ang lahat. May tumawag sa kaniya. Napalingon siya doon. “B1, B2, anong mayroon at busy ang lahat? May meeting bang magaganap?” nagtatakang tanong niya sa dalawa.

The responsibility weighs heavy, and the truth becomes a fleeting shadow in the face of their unwavering gazes. - Later that day, I head to Calhoun’s company, bracing myself for the usual chaos that comes with managing a business I know so little about. As I step into the office, however, I'm met with a scene of utter mayhem. Employees argue, voices raised to a crescendo, and the air is thick with tension. In the far end of the room, a scuffle breaks out, bodies shifting and crashing into walls, louvers shattering in the chaos.

It was another busy day at the De Santis Group headquarters. Employees moved quickly through the halls as phones rang and documents passed from one desk to another. Computer screens were filled with reports and numbers, and everyone seemed focused on their work, aware that even the smallest decision could have consequences beyond a single office.

Elara pov I walked through the lobby with my head down, trying to ignore the sudden shift in the atmosphere. Usually, the morning rush was just a blur of people rushing to their desks, but today felt different. I could see small groups of employees huddled together, their voices low and urgent, and as I passed, their eyes followed me. I didn't have the energy to wonder why they were gossiping or what the latest office rumor was because my head was still pounding from the lack of sleep. I just wanted to reach my desk, sink into my chair, and disappear into my computer screen until the day ended. I felt like a ghost haunting my own workplace, moving through the crowd without actually being a p