Missing

Noella's POV

I couldn't do anything at the moment. My body stood still at the sight of Mr. Enrick's anger. I should have checked properly before I tidied up those files. Now, I'm confused because I don't know what the missing data looks like.

My desire to tidy up his desk was only to make myself less burdened by Mr. Enrick's kind gesture. However, the actions I took made all the mess. That data must be critical to make him this angry. In fact, this is the first time I've seen Mr. Enrick's anger in person like this.

The interchange that should have been there in this incident turned against me. Mr. Enrick was so angry that it scared me. "The missing data is critical. Why was it so careless to touch it without saying anything?"

I'm in big trouble this time. It is indeed essential data. I can't avoid this problem, but I will try to search and find it before returning home. It's just that I'm not sure. If it's not on this desk, it should be where I tidy up the other documents and files.

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