Selena's perspective:
"About last night... We need to talk," Cedric said.
He could have handled this privately, but no—he chose to do it in front of everyone.
'Is he trying to embarrass me on purpose?' I thought, feeling trapped.
I looked up at him, feeling a bit helpless.
Now all my colleagues had heard. There was no escape.
"Yes, Mr. Rosenthal." I forced a smile and followed him into his office, closing the door behind me.
'Selena, stay calm!' I reminded myself, taking a deep breath to steady my nerves.
"What can I do for you, Mr. Rosenthal?" I asked, fists clenched, still wearing that fake smile.
"Took me a while to find you, Selena. Eric mentioned you were busy organizing documents all day. Are you avoiding the office?" His tone was all business. "Don't forget, you still have
