Faye was five minutes into her arrival on the 88th floor, pondering a peculiar aspect of the building's design, 'Why didn't the Colin building management have a direct elevator to the CEO's office? Did Theodoric really have to navigate escalators like he was shopping at the mall, traveling from the 80th floor to his workspace every morning?'
The thought alone seemed absurd.
Exiting the elevator as the receptionist had directed, the secretary's office was indeed right off to the right.
Faye knocked, and within seconds, the door swung open, revealing a poised and stunning blonde woman.
She was dressed impeccably in a suit, pencil skirt, and high heels—almost perfectly matching Faye's stereotype of what a female secretary should be.
The secretary's gaze held a slight malice towards Faye.
