The women who had witnessed what happened downstairs with Jonathan and Ricardo had been warned by the department head not to say a word about it.
So the group had no idea what was really going on.
However, the rest of the departments had already grown displeased when the email announcing Dahlia's promotion hit their phones early that morning.
Hearing Maya reveal something like this fueled their anger toward Dahlia even more.
"Huh! I knew she wasn't as good as she painted herself to be."
"No wonder she always wears pants. Must be to cover her blackened knees from all the kneeling."
"I used to be offended she never let me touch her shoulder. Now I'm glad. Who knows what disease she has?"
"Um… please don't say that. N-no, I shouldn't have said that." Maya stammered, feigning nervousness as her gaze flickered between them.
"Dahlia told me that in confidence, and as her colleague, I owe her the dignity of not saying something that could jeopardize her standing in this department."
