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Sandra sneered. “What? If you don’t know how to talk properly, go back to school. Seriously, acting in a movie? You think you’re some big shot now?” Sandra grabbed Ste’s hand with a sweet smile. “Sylvia, let’s switch seats. The air here stinks.”
Ste couldn’t help butugh and followed her to another table.
Cecelia stomped her foot in frustration. She’d meant to humiliate Ste, but somehow she’d ended up the one getting dragged.
She red hard at Ste’s back before finally walking off, fuming.
Fine, she’d let it slide this time. But once her movie blew up, she’d make sure Ste wouldn’t even be able to lift her head.
Meanwhile, Sandra and Ste settled into their new seats.
“Sandra, I didn’t know you were such a savage with your words,” Ste teased. “When you first joined theb, you were so quiet.” Sandra’s cheeks flushed.
She rubbed her ear shyly. “I’ve always been like this. I just didn’t know anyone back then, and honestly, my skills weren’t great, so I kept to myself. But Sylvia, did Ie off as rude earlier? I’ll dial it down if you don’t like it. Please don’t think I’m annoying.”
Sandra looked at her with big, anxious eyes, worried Ste might mind. Ste chuckled. “Why would I dislike you? I actually like you a lot. And it’s impressive—you can roast people without even cussing.”
Sandra beamed at that, happily piling another chicken wing onto Ste’s te. “Sylvia, here, eat this too!”
Ste raised a brow. Had she be some kind of pet?
Halfway through the meal, Sandra nced across the cafeteria and suddenly whispered, “Hey, isn’t that William? He’s eating here today?” Ste took a quick look, not surprised. “Probably to save time.”
After lunch, Ste went back to the lounge to rest, then headed upstairs when it was time for work.
William had mentioned earlier that he needed her help, so she showed up on time.
But she still felt a little awkward after the weird tension before lunch and kept her distance once she stepped inside.
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William, holding a file, looked up and saw her all the way across the room. His face twitched with a hint of helplessness. “Why are you standing so far away? You think I’m gonna eat you?”
Who knows? She nearly rolled her eyes but caught herself just in time. When she got to him and took the documents from his hand, she suddenly realized—his wrist was burning hot.
Her eyes flickered with surprise. “William… are you alright?”
William nodded, brushing it off like he was fine. Then, without saying much, he pointed at a data point on the document and jumped straight into the topic.
Ste listened carefully, jotting down every crucial detail he mentioned. But just as she was about to walk over to theputer to verify the information, she caught a sudden shift in his posture—his legs buckled slightly, and he nearly lost his bnce.
Thankfully, he managed to catch himself by grabbing onto the edge of the table before things got worse.
Instinctively, Ste reached out and touched his arm to help him and instantly realized he was burning with a fever.
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