After Nia Mitchell finished her lunch, it was still quite early before work, so she snuck into the CEO's office and lay on the massive bed in the small waiting room, intending to take a nap.
To her surprise, just as she had lain down but not yet fallen asleep, she received a call from Charles Northwood.
Huh? Nia felt strange. Why would Charles be calling her at this time?
"Hello?"
Nia answered, carefully rolling over.
HISS—
Her butt really hurt. That Sophia Moore was truly classless.
Fortunately, there were some of her clothes in the CEO's small waiting room; otherwise, since her own clothes were dirty, it would have been quite a hassle.
"Are you hiding something from me?"
Charles Northwood's voice came through. His tone was as usual, but Nia could hear a hint of anger in it.
"What's wrong?"
Nia sat up on the bed, somewhat puzzled as to what was going on with him today.
"Nia Mitchell, are you hiding anything from me?"
