Giovanna returned to the company to find most of her colleagues still working overtime. The end of the year meant performance reviews, and with them, an inevitable increase in workload.
Zoey, having just finished organizing some documents, looked up to see Giovanna back. She got up and approached her, ready to revel in her misfortune. "Look who's back? So, how was it? Did Mr. Brown give you a proper scolding? What took you so long? Don't tell me you were off crying somewhere."
Giovanna ignored her and tossed a contract onto the desk in front of her. "Here, the contract you wanted."
Zoey stared at the document, incredulous. "How... how is that possible? Did you actually get the contract?"
"It has Mr. Brown's signature on it. Do you think I would forge that?" Giovanna reveled in the stun
