Chapter 17: I know your type

"What's going on here?" She stilled hearing his voice. She was definitely going to be in trouble if whatever was inside that box was broken. She remained fixated on the box as James walked towards it. He began unwrapping the box while Matilda tensed up.

"It's still intact." He said, Matilda breathed a sigh of relief and could hear her supervisor sigh behind her.

"Matilda?" Andre called, he had been staring at her the whole time and even though her oversized uniform made it difficult to recognize her, he was still able to get a clue that it was her.

"You know her?" Her supervisor asked.

"Uh- not very much. Just..." Andre stuttered not knowing how to explain how they got to know each other.

"Newbie, won't you turn around to apologise at least. You're already so much of a headache to me. I shouldn't have employed you in the first place...." He continued nagging, while Matilda kept her back against them. Thankfully she had not destroyed the item, otherwise, how was she going to pay for