DIORA
"I'll be looking forward to having a conversation with you, sir," I told the middle-aged man on the other end of the phone with a smile on my face, while skimming through the file, which was displayed on the screen of my system.
"Have a nice day and extend my regards to your boss." He added.
"You too, sir," I answered. He hung up afterwards and I dropped the phone on the table, humming under my breath as I tapped on the send button.
I pushed my chair backwards, picked up the file on the table, and then proceeded to slip my heels on, walking out of the office.
"You know you can lose your job for this, right?" The malicious, questioning tone that sounded surprisingly silky had me furrowing my brows in confusion.
I found myself strutting in the direction of where I presumed to h
