Mr. Harold flashed a satisfied smile as he flipped through the file I had handed him. "I don't see any mistakes here. All the information is spot on," he said, glancing up at me. "I'm sure Mr. Zahn will give this his stamp of approval too," he added, giving me a reassuring nod.
I had been working tirelessly on this file since yesterday. "I really hope so," I muttered wearily. "I feel like I've used up all my brainpower on this one."
He nodded thoughtfully. "I saw you hunched over your computer even after everyone else had left yesterday," he remarked. "You did a fantastic job, Amelia. I'm proud of you," he praised. "At this rate, you might just take over my position in a few months," he teased, his eyes crinkling with laughter.
It was the sweetest compliment I had received in a long tim
