Ember Hours Novels & Stories

He said to the crowd "These men work in other facilities in the area. I will let them address you directly." The first man said "I work for Acme distributors. I am a loader and drive a forklift. I am paid $15 an hour, plus 5 paid days off a year. We are not allowed overtime." The next man said "I work for Highland Group. I am a packer. I am paid $12.5 an hour, but we don't get paid time off." The last man said "I work at Sumner Company as a truck delivery driver. I am paid $11 an hour with 2 paid days a year off. But we get no other benefits."

“I’ve been waiting a long time for my brother to find a mate. I hope you blame him terribly for making you wait as I’ve been telling him that he needed to get out of his stuffy office for forever.” Ember shook the perky girl’s hand, thinking that there would never be enough coffee in the world for anyone to ever be able to match her energy. Smiling back at Teresa, she gave in and laughed, “Oh, this guy. He just hired me for the night and I really should be going once he pays me.”

00 O’clock the time when the employees usually breaks for lunch. “Just a second, Hannah, Can I please finish sending this email to the boss before we leave .It is very urgent girlfriend.” “Because of the boss, I will give you 10 minutes, but I am not leaving your side. Immediately you are done I will hold on to your arms and lead you outside.” She kept her word and sat on the visitors chair as she waited patiently for Betty.

Abigail Laurentia Verz: "Hello?" The thin-lipped woman glanced at her left wrist. The time has shown 07:53 PM. Abby started to feel hungry, so she missed her own flat. A sadness resurfaced in the girl's heart because she remembered her new resident. The CEO of Verz Incorporation was unable to contain her grief, but she tried her best to do so.

“Heh, you really don’t pay attention, do you? I’ve been waiting downstairs at Stardream for almost an hour now.” “Sorry, I’ll be right down.” Stardream gave employees a generous two-and-a-half-hour lunch break, and Adam had also told Emily she could take it easy as long as her work was done. She wasn’t held to the same time constraints as others. It was early January, and the weather in the UK had turned freezing. Jackson, dressed in a thick black down jacket, stood outside the building, his tall frame making him easy to spot. Emily jogged over and tapped him on the shoulder. “Jackson.”

Emily's brows furrowed. Barbara laughed sarcastically. "I've tried my best. That means I've helped you. Now, I'm bored and want to go home. You can't stop me." Barbara turned towards the door. Emily quickly held her hand. "But you are an employee in this office! Auntie has to obey the rules. There are limits to rest hours." "Limit?" The corners of Barbara's lips twitched. "You and your brother only work half a day. If you can do it, so can I."

Jag asked once they were seated. "Emma has requested that on Thursdays she be finished by five pm and no later." Donnie started, peering through horn-rimmed glasses at the tablet in his hand. "She had also put a stipulation in that should she feel that the position isn't suitable then she only has to give one week's notice." "Three weeks and what's so important about Thursdays?"

“I'm expecting you to be here on Monday. Eight in the morning sharp.” “Copy, Sir.” “Before you leave I want you to sign this.” He handed her the contract. Ember skimmed through the agreement. After reading the terms and conditions she finally signed the papers. As she handed him the contract, something that resembled relief crossed his blue lagoon eyes. But before she could figure out what it was, it was gone. “Should I take you on a tour?” He made the offer. Ember gave a firm shake of the head. To do so would be an unnecessary hassle. She'll be working here for the next three years, so she doesn't see the point in taking a tour.

She added. "No, your schedule would be from 9 to 11 am every Monday and Friday." "So you mean after lunch, I can go home?" "Going home? Where?" "Hmmm, honestly, I plan to go to work half day at the restaurant, remember?" "I'll pay you for today's work!" Nathan's tone changed. "My attendance is more important." So, as Kimberly's voice becomes thinner. "Then quit the job. I will pay double your daily salary." "I can't just leave the restaurant."

Asia-Pacific markets have exceeded expectations. Grace makes a soft sound, and every head in the room turns toward her before quickly snapping back to attention. “Excellent,” Killian says, making notes while simultaneously checking the baby monitor app on his phone. “What about the Henderson merger timeline?” “On track for December completion, assuming no regulatory delays.” “Good. Contingency plans if there are delays?” “Fully developed and ready to implement.” I settle into the chair they have placed for me at the back of the room, close enough to take Grace if she wakes up hungry but far enough away that I can observe this surreal blending of high-stakes business and new parenthood.