"This... How is this possible?"
"We both just started at the factory. It's only been one day."
Maya was at a loss. Her usually sharp mind had grown muddled.
"Are you sure you haven't made a mistake?"
"You must have gotten her identity wrong."
The moment she said this,
The mockery in the eyes of the two Ghost Security Guards vanished.
In its place was pity, as if they were looking at a lunatic.
They had seen many people like this.
They'd seen it many times before: two friends who were close, then one would suddenly get promoted and soar up the ranks. Faced with the abruptly widened gap in their status, the other would grow jealous, even begin to doubt themself, and have a complete mental breakdown.
In their eyes, Maya was exactly that kind of person.
Someone who couldn't stand seeing a friend do well.
Like a clown.
To be fair, that five-star deputy manager had a pretty good temper.
