Four years later
Calter
"THAT'S IT?" I heaved out a deep sigh. "After giving you three days for you to do it right, is this the only outcome you have to show me?"
"Sir . . ."
I clenched my jaw when I saw her face suddenly turn pale.
"Sorry . . . s-sorry if you were disappointed with that. I— I just followed the order of Ms. Deyan," she answered.
Tiningnan ko siya nang masama.
"So, you're saying— this f*Cking idea came from Deyan?"
"No— no, Calter—"
"Stop calling me that way. Hindi mo 'ko kakilala lang. Boss mo 'ko sa kumpanyang 'to baka lang nakakalimutan mo," mariin kong sabi sa kanya.
Padabog kong nilapag ang folder na inabot niya sa akin kanina, saka 'ko siya muling tiningnan nang pailalim.
"Your only job is to prepare correspondence here, and stuff mail into envelopes,
