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Victoria scoffed while seated on the chair in her office. She heaved a sigh from time to time, throwing files everywhere on the desk. There was no time and she was almost late to the meeting with Tricia.

“Yikes!” A distortion appeared on her face.

Heaven is aware that she would not bother dealing with these files herself if Mr. Steele did not tete-a-tete ask for them.

The last time she inspected, she cared less about haggling with files and allotted them to junior staff whenever she had to.

Her hands searched for an item on the desk and she picked up a Bic.

“Yes.” She mumbled at the thought of getting done with the task, a sigh escaping her mouth.

“Unto the next.” Anyone who passed by the office could hear her.

Victoria got on her feet after a while.

She walked to the window flank and caught up with the small fridge where she regaled herself to a bottle of refrigerated water.

Without hesitation, she walked back to her seat and confronted the system before her.

She no longer f