The boy who came in was very young and looked to be in his earlier twenties. He was wearing an ill-fitting suit and looked like he wasn't doing too well financially.
I stood up, about to ask him why he was here. Suddenly, my head spun, and I couldn't help falling back into my seat.
"Miss. Jones, Mr. Levi wants to see you." He didn't seem to notice anything off about me and smiled shyly.
The moment he was done, he slipped out of the room without waiting for a response.
I took some time to recover from my bout of dizziness before letting out a laugh.
I hadn't expected the boy to be so bashful.
Fearing that I might pass out, I splashed some cold water on my face before heading to Mr. Levi's office.
Before entering the office, I could already hear Mr. Levi saying sycophantically, "Don't
