Monday came too quickly. Emma adjusted the hem of her cream blouse as she stepped out of the elevator and into the pristine, glittering halls of the Dale foundation.
She had expected to slink into her office unnoticed with maybe a few polite nods from the associates on her floor, the usual half-hearted greetings and the lukewarm coffee that could never beat the coffee at the boardroom.
But no. The second she crossed the threshold, it was like someone had announced her entrance on a loudspeaker.
“Congratulations, Miss Emma!”
“Way to go on G-Apex!”
“Miss Emma, you’re a genius!”
Emma blinked. The secretary to the head of her department, a gorgeous woman named Petra who had never once looked at her enough to even say hi to her, was now actively beaming at her, clapping softly as if Emma
