SEVENTY THREE

Hazel sighed as she glanced at the large clock in her room. It's already an hour past her supposed office hour. Currently the staff who work the night shift must have started preparing in their respective rooms.

An hour ago Mrs. Eden had told her to go home. But she purposely waited until all the night shift staff who worked on several different floors with her put themselves in their respective rooms first. She wanted to check the CCTV footage in the control room. Today she really wants to avoid people who work the morning shift. She was a bit embarrassed by the embarrassing incident that happened in the toilet. She had shouted so loudly that it caused unnecessary noise. She had guessed that for the rest of the afternoon everyone would be gossiping about her. They might make fun of her spoiled attitude towards Wyne or her dorky behavior that seemed like she wanted attention.

Exiting the elevator doors, Hazel walked straight to the control room on the