Who Is The Real Boss?

Chapter 12 Fear Of The Dark

Just as Annabel was getting ready to leave, she got a call from Nina. "How long do you need to finish your task?"

"I'm done," Annabel replied.

"What? Did you crosscheck everything? Are you a hundred percent sure that there is no mistake?"

Nina didn't expect her to finish it so soon.

"Yes, I'm very sure. If you have nothing else to say, I'll hang up now. I'm going home," Annabel said impatiently.

"Wait! That's not all. You can't get off work now!" Nina raised her voice all of a sudden.

"Why?" Annabel asked, stopping at the door.

"Well, the thing is I just received a call. There's another document that must be inputted into the system. I'm on my way with it. Just wait there." "Just send it to me via email. I can't wait for you to come over at this time."

"No, it's complicated. You haven't handled this kind of work before. If you make a mistake, we will be in big trouble. Wait for me! Why are you whining like a spoiled child? As an employee of such a prestigious company, you should be prepared to work overtime. I'm already home, but I have no problem with coming back just to make sure everything is set for tomorrow!"

"Oh, I see."

much thought. She didn't think

all, it was already late. As Annabel waited, she listened to music and played games to relax. Forty minutes passed and

room. She played games for twenty minutes after returning to her desk, but Nina was still nowhere to

called Nina. \Why haven't you arrived yet?

traffic. Not to worry, I'll be there in thirty minutes. Gosh, what an unlucky

headache. Her patience was fast running out. \Just

phone after hanging up and went into the bathroom. “What an idiot! Annabel, you will wait for me until Christ comes.\ Nina laughed

and Nina still didn't show up. Annabel's patience bar

Nina again. \Do you want me to spend the whole night here? Where

a facial mask on her face. \Why are you so impatient? Do you think I enjoy being late? My hands are tied now. Just continue waiting. I'm very close. I'll be there in ten

here for ten more minutes. If

the abrupt disconnect tone, she threw her phone on the sofa,

while, she forwarded Nina's phone number to

response came

boiled as she stared ather phone screen. Nina was ina residential