Ricky had been ranting all day at the office, threatening everyone, making the entire staff tense, so no one dared even whisper to each other.
In contrast, Wilona remained calm, cool, and focused. She was completely unfazed by the situation.
Ricky intercepted Wilona in the lobby when she first arrived. His face was bright red and she was acting nervous.
"Ricky, what's wrong?" Wilona asked, confused. She followed him, who grabbed her hand and led her into the office, then closed and locked the door. "What's wrong with you?"
"Ma'am, what are you doing?" Ricky asked, his eyebrows raised and his voice low.
"Huh? What do you mean, what did I do?" Wilona grew even more confused. She stared at Ricky with narrowed eyes. "Ricky, were you at a bar last night and still drunk?"
Ricky snorted and
