Chapter 12

The following day, I arrived at the company on time. However, I discovered it was locked when I reached the office door. I tried entering the password, but it repeatedly indicated an incorrect entry. Many employees looked on curiously, seemingly amused by my predicament. As I was about to assume the keypad was broken and call a locksmith, Racquelle arrived at the office. Carrying a designer handbag, she approached me with a mockery-filled smile. "Joshua, didn't anyone tell you this office is no longer yours?" I looked at her calmly and asked, "What do you mean?" She grinned smugly and pointed toward the storage room at the end of the hallway. "Starting today, your office is in there." She watched me with gleeful anticipation as if waiting to see how I would react. After a moment of silence, I stood up and walked into the storage room. Inside was a rickety desk and a broken-down chair, along with some clutter that emitted a musty odor. I walked in with a calm demeanor, accustomed