"Father, do you really think I'm that bad?"

Charles's voice was laid-back but had an edge that made Mateo stop in his tracks. Then, with a chuckle and a twinkle in his eye, Mateo said, "I guess I worried too much."

Charles knew his stuff. His dad should know he would not give someone like her the time of day, which put Mateo at ease. "Alright, back to the grind for you. I'm off."

"Take it easy, Dad!" After waving Mateo off, Charles hit the intercom and told Becky, "Get Janet a spot in the secretarial pool for some busywork, okay? Keep her out of the loop on the hush-hush stuff and away from me." That was as far as Charles would bend. "Everyone, just keep going with your own stuff. Don't mind her."

Becky now had the playbook for handling Janet, the newcomer

slipped a few more notches, but she was practically royalty, so Becky bit her

sour, and after a stroll downstairs, she had cooked up a storm in her head. When Becky approached with her comments, Janet realized Charles was not

and squinted at her. "Ms. Baker,

pastries? Charles probably skipped

keep her cool, but her face showed clear annoyance with Janet. "We're on the clock, and you haven't even started your tasks. Besides, you're just an employee here at Colossus Group; you don't get to tell the catering staff what

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