~ The Fool ~
The office felt like it was on fire. Despite setting the air conditioner to the lowest temperature, the heat lingered.
I took off my coat, leaving just a thin pink undershirt. Fixing the air conditioner would have to wait; there were more pressing matters. For days, I had felt vulnerable, knowing someone was watching my every move.
"GM, you need to know something," Caleb suddenly entered.
I furrowed my brows in curiosity. What now? The last time Caleb knocked on my door was when Thorn had called me to complain about a dessert being served cold. He even suggested serving deep-fried Oreos instead.
“What?" I asked Caleb.
He hesitated for a moment, then scratched his head nervously.
"Caleb, what is it?" I pressed, noticing his avoidance of my gaze.
"M-Mr. Weston... He hire
