6AMAmelia woke up with a feeling of excitement, having had a good night's rest. The soft morning light filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow across her room.She stretched luxuriously, savoring the lingering comfort of her dreams. The quiet hum of the city waking up outside felt like a gentle symphony, matching her buoyant mood.As she moved through her morning routine, her excitement grew. She chose an outfit that made her feel confident. After putting on her dress, she took a moment to admire her reflection in the mirror, her eyes sparkling with enthusiasm.Amelia had completed her morning routine and was waiting for Mr. Lawrence to arrive at her residence. Even though her house was situated deep within the neighborhood, she was surprised and impressed at how fast and easily Mr. Lawrence managed to locate it.As she walked closer to the car, she noticed Alex seated on the right side, just beside Mr. Lawrence. Mixed feelings rushed through her. First, she was excited t
It was 8 AM at Tate Industries, and every worker was bustling around, arranging things and getting ready for the day. The air was filled with the hum of conversation and the clatter of office supplies as everyone settled into their routines.Amelia had just stepped into the office, looking absolutely gorgeous in her professional attire. She exuded confidence, her outfit perfectly tailored, highlighting her poised and elegant demeanor. The moment she entered, all eyes were drawn to her, curiosity evident in their glances. It was clear she was new, and her arrival had created quite a stir.In boldness, despite the obvious glances, she walked towards the receptionist and greeted her warmly. The receptionist, a woman with a friendly but professional demeanor, smiled back and asked Amelia to hold on for a short time. She explained that the CEO, Alex Tate, would like to officially introduce her as a new member of the company.As they conversed, the atmosphere in the office seemed to shift.
As the slides began to display on the screen, there was a palpable tension in the room. Alex stepped aside, allowing the coordinator and the judges to carefully review the content. Slide by slide, they compared the materials from Tate Industries to what had just been presented by the other company.Though the PowerPoint designs were different, the contents were exactly the same as those of Tate Industries. The similarities were undeniable.The judges exchanged glances, their expressions growing more serious with each passing moment. The coordinator's face hardened as he saw the evidence before him.He turned back to the audience, raising his hand to get their attention. "It is evident that the presentation given by the first company contains material strikingly similar to that of Tate Industries. This matter will require further investigation."Alex felt a surge of relief and vindication, though the sting of betrayal still lingered. He looked at his team, who were now filled with a mi
Lucy's heart sank. Her mind raced, knowing she was the one who had recorded their initiatives and plans and had given it out. The weight of her actions bore down on her, suffocating her with guilt and fear. She muttered to herself, “What if after this investigation, I'm caught as the traitor?" Panic gripped her, and she stood still, her thoughts spiraling. “Mr. Alex wouldn't hesitate to fire me!” she yelled, the sound echoing in the empty office.She glanced at her wristwatch. It was already 5:10 PM, past the usual closing time of 5 PM. Her pulse quickened. She hurriedly packed her bags, her hands trembling as she arranged her desk. She needed to get out, escape the looming consequences. As she left the office building, she fumbled for her phone and dialed Mr. Vincent's number.“Good day Mr. Vincent," Lucy greeted, trying to sound calm"Greetings to you, Lucy," Mr. Vincent responded"Sir, there's an investigation going on,” she blurted out as soon as he answered. Her voice was shaky,
Alex arrived at the location chosen by the coordinator and sought a place to sit and wait. He settled into a quiet corner, ordered a drink to calm his nerves, and began scrolling through his phone, trying to distract himself from the anticipation.Sooner than expected, the coordinator arrived. Alex quickly stood up, greeted him with a warm handshake, and exchanged pleasantries. He then invited the coordinator to make his order and decide on a drink.Once the coordinator received his drink, they both settled into their seats. Alex took a moment to gather his thoughts, then leaned forward slightly, signaling the start of their conversation.The coordinator took a sip of his drink, then opened up. "The lead team member revealed that it was his boss who gave them the idea."Alex's eyes widened in astonishment. "Did he say who his boss is?""Yes, Mr. Wilson," the coordinator responded, watching Alex's reaction closely.Hearing this, Alex's mind raced. "Oh, now I know where all this is comi
Alex woke up feeling the heavy weight of his stepfather's demands about the company pressing down on him. The concerns that had kept him tossing and turning all night still lingered in his mind.Despite the nagging anxiety, he pushed himself through his morning routine, moving quickly as he got ready for the day ahead.As he hurriedly ate his breakfast, a notification buzzed on his phone. With a mix of curiosity and apprehension, he read the message from the firm handling the ongoing project.As he absorbed the contents, his heart leapt with joy. The message revealed that the accused company had been disqualified after the investigation, and this meant Tate Industries had advanced to the second round of the competition. This news was a huge relief, and a wave of excitement rushed over him.Overwhelmed by the unexpected good news, Alex felt a sense of excitement that he hadn't experienced in a long time. His worries about his stepfather's demands seemed to melt away in an instant.The
Amelia texted back, expressing her heartfelt gratitude to Alex for his generosity. She added a thoughtful request, asking if she could invite Flora to the celebration. Amelia explained that being new to the company, she hadn't yet formed close connections with anyone and would likely feel more comfortable and less bored if she had a familiar face with her at the event.Alex read her message, feeling a warm sense of satisfaction. Without hesitation, he replied, "Of course, Amelia. Flora is welcome to join us."After sending his response, Alex immediately dialed the manager's number. When the manager picked up, Alex's voice was filled with a blend of enthusiasm and authority. "I need you to please arrange for our best collection of drinks for the celebration. Make sure Flora is excluded but have some of the staff available to serve and take orders. Also, ensure we have a variety of edibles to go along with the drinks. I want this to be a memorable event for everyone."As he hung up, Ale
“Waiter!” Amelia screamed in frustration, with her hand raised above her head, calling the attention of the waiter.“Yes ma’am, how may I help you?” the waiter responded politely“Please, I will need some more wine. Something stronger than what was given to me earlier” Amelia instructed, with her voice shaky and slightly above a whisper.The waiter nodded in response to the order that was placed. He seemed concerned, realizing she already looked tipsy from her slightly slurred speech.Amelia had just seen her father take his life a few hours ago, the thoughts and proceedings crippled her emotions. The weight of despair rested heavily on her. She searched everywhere for a spark of life but couldn’t find any.After she had drunk enough, she raised her hand once again, to signal the waiter for payment this time. Her card got slotted in and was declined. Apparently, she was out of funds. Not only did she just lose her dad, all of her family’s inheritance had been seized based on some alle