Amy
I took the coffee cups and headed straight for the CEO's office. I was seething with anger, my footsteps echoing my irritation. Yassie, who had earlier been all professional, now had to deal with my little stunt, and I knew it was going to raise some eyebrows.
I knocked on the door to the CEO's office, my frustration simmering just beneath the surface. "Coffee, Mr. Carlton," I said curtly as I pushed the door open.
Stacy was sitting there, calm and composed, and Kevin was standing beside her. The sight of them together, even in this professional setting, grated on my nerves. Stacy looked elegant and self-assured, not a hint of insecurity.
I placed the coffee cups on the desk, making sure to give Stacy her coffee first, then Kevin's. I could sense the tension in the room. Kevin had
