"Good morning, Mr. Giblo."
Carla was opening the door for Zain herself today. Once upon a time, this was an action she scoffed at.
Zain then got off the car and glanced at her before he headed straight to the elevator.
Meanwhile, Benard and the bodyguards followed him closely.
"Mr. Giblo."
Carla was about to run after him when she realized Zain was wearing a Bluetooth earpiece, and he was on a call.
"Interrogate Tigris. Maybe what he threw into the sea is just the box. The chip might not be inside. He might have hidden the chip somewhere else."
Hearing those words, Carla's heart skipped a beat. Oh god, the Devil actually managed to guess what happened!
He's really not one to mess with.
If I don't give him back the chip as quickly as possible, I can't imagine what will happen next.
Just as Carla was caught up in her thoughts, Zain had already entered the elevator.
She touched the chip in her pocket as she thought. How am I going to find an excuse to go to level 68? How can I give this chip back to Zain without him noticing?
Carla had no opportunity to go to level 68 today; he had not asked her to send him breakfast nor clean the swimming pool.
Can I mail it to him, or can I send him the chip along with the documents from another department?
But the chip is so important. How can I be so careless with it?
I'll be in deep trouble if I lose it.
"Carla." Avares's voice broke Carla's train of thoughts. "It's time to change shifts. Let's have lunch."
"Okay, " Carla mumbled as she followed Avares to the cafeteria looking rather distracted. Right then, she recalled Zain's last visit to level 27 for his meal. Maybe he'll be there today too.
Without wasting a second, she promptly dragged Avares to the cafeteria on level 27.
The sudden appearance of two security guards among the crowds of office workers was quite a misfit.
Avares felt uncomfortable standing in the cafeteria.
On the other hand, Carla was peeking around, looking for signs of Zain.
Her old colleagues in the administration department were all in a hurry to avoid her. None came up to chat with her.
At that, disappointment filled Carla's heart. She did not understand why they were treating her this way.
"Carla!" Right then, a voice traveled into her ears, and Carla lifted her head to see Yolanda walking over with a tray. "Can I sit here?"
"Of course. Please take a seat." Carla quickly gave her some space.
After Yolanda sat down beside Carla, she handed her a pack of yogurt. "I took one for you."
"Thank you." Carla was immensely moved by her gesture.
"No problems. You were nice to me when you were in the administration department, " Yolanda replied with a smile. "How are you now, Carla? Are you used to your job in the security department?"
"It's not bad. My colleagues are nice to me." Carla then introduced Avares to her. "This is Avares. We are in the same shift."
"Hello, Avares. I'm Yolanda."
"Hello, Yolanda."
Both Yolanda and Avares greeted each other.
Then, Yolanda murmured to Carla, "Carla, did you know about this? Mr. Nalma's been reassigned to a guard position at the parking lot."
"I know." Carla nodded. She had been working in the parking lot recently, but she had not encountered Wesley. She thought of it as something lucky, for she did not want to see that man ever again.
"Do you know why?" Yolanda wondered.
"I'm not sure." Carla did not wish to mention it, as she did not think of it as something to be proud of.
"Oh." Yolanda did not continue the topic. "I was just curious, and that's why I asked. I hope you don't take it to heart."
"It's all right."
Carla turned to look at the entrance of the cafeteria. It's already half-past twelve, but he's still not here. I don't think he'll be coming today.
"Carla, I have to leave first. There's an important board meeting, and I have to send the documents to level 68." Yolanda then stood up with her tray.
"Can I come with you?" Carla blurted. In the next second, she added, "I'm scared it'll be too tiring for you, so I want to help you take the documents up."
"Sure. Let's go."
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