She hesitated at the door for a few seconds, raised her hand, and knocked.
"Mr. Chad, the document you requested has been delivered."
The only response she got was utter silence.
Could it be that her voice was too soft?
Victoria Gibson adjusted her emotions, cleared her throat, and spoke again: "Mr. Chad, your document, I've brought it over."
Still, no one responded.
But he clearly hasn't left the Office Room...
Could it be like last time, where he fainted alone in the Office Room?
The idea struck Victoria Gibson, and she couldn't care less about anything else. She grabbed the door handle, twisted it forcefully, pushed the door open, and rushed in.
In the Office Room, she saw only the running computer, but no sign of Chad Yakov.
She turned her head and ran towards the direction of the Lounge.
"Chad Yakov, are you all right..." The last word 'okay' got stuck in her throat.
Chad Yakov was sitting on the sofa in the Lounge.
