/Ember’s pov/
With a heavy heart, I make my way from the elevator to my office to realize that most of my colleagues are not unseat which is quite strange.
“Did they by chance go to the conference room to see what is happening with project Olive or they stepped out for breakfast.” I mumble.
“Should I go to the conference room to see what is going on there or I should just wait till they are done then ask somebody to feed me back on how it went down?” I ponder for a moment.
“I think it is way better for me to go to the conference room now” I consider.
“ at least, being late to the meeting but still attending it is going to be way better than not attending it at all.” I decide as I open my locker to pick up the related documents for the project.
“Looks like somebody put some effort int
