Isla POV
It was Monday and I stood watching my department prepare for the meeting with Lucian. I wasn't the only one panicking.
The meeting had come completely out of nowhere.
Gerald was visibly nervous, taking his frustration out on a nearby coworker, sweating and muttering under his breath as he paced. Every few seconds his eyes darted to the closed meeting room door like he was waiting for something he already knew was coming.
He caught me watching him.
"What are you looking at? Get prepared!" He snapped, turning away before I could respond.
Obviously still furious about my refusal to do his extra work.
I watched him go.
Now that I thought about it — could that be why this meeting was called?
We were called in shortly after.
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We all settled into the large meeting room, eve
