The Day I Kissed An Older Man

"Chase, I called you several times. What's the matter with you?" asked the colleague.

Chase awkwardly scratched his head and flipped through the documents in his hand. "Huh? Did you just call me? Maybe I didn't get enough rest last night, so I sort of spaced out a little..." His attitude only made things more peculiar.

"Chase, I've finished editing the draft. Can you take a look?"

He nervously accepted the papers, still avoiding eye contact with Rita. "Um...yeah, sure. I'll take a look first, you can go back for now."

Under the watchful gaze of his colleagues, he slowly sat back at his desk. After a while, he tried to sneak a glance at Rita, only to find her staring at him with an amused smile playing on her lips. He immediately lowered his head.

"Hmm..." Rita chuckled and shook her head.

Chase's mental resilience was even worse than she had imagined. She had thought about playing a trick on him, but at this point, it seemed unnecessary.

her effort to deal with such

head, Chase breathed a sigh of relief. After a while,

no idea who wrote that report!' thought

he had submitted his work anonymously, and to a

Rita had offended. Who could guarantee that it

Chase felt emboldened again. It was all thanks to secretly following her that night that he

reprimanded by the higher-ups. Their company clearly valued

a victim in this matter, and his sneaky actions of secretly taking photos of colleagues and manipulating them through editing were true examples of

met a colleague as troublesome as him. He not only took advantage of his background to swindle articles from other colleagues but

as his own. He