"Go ahead, push the chair." Manager Gonzalez said abruptly. "Huh?" Zachary asked, confused. "General Manager Graham has decided that the chair is no longer needed and has allowed you to use it. Push it to the restroom and make use of it," Manager Gonzalez said before storming off, still angry about the situation. When Brennen Potts, the head of the Hygiene Department, heard the HR assistant refer to Zachary as a janitor, he studied him closely. Zachary noticed Brennen looking at him and asked, "Is something wrong, sir?" Brennen didn't think Zachary looked like a janitor. He is young, dressed in high-quality clothing, and his emerald ring appears genuine. "I don't think you look like a cleaner." Zachary replied, "Manager Gonzalez looks at me like a janitor." The HR assistant interjected, "Brennen, Zachary took a chair imported from Italy for the general manager, costing tens of thousands of dollars. He didn't even ask for permission to use it. Manager Gonzalez couldn't fire him b

Every passing minute felt like an eternity. Zachary fidgeted in his seat, glancing at the clock on the wall. He wondered how the dog was faring and if the surgical procedure would be successful in freeing it from the entrapment.Finally, a veterinarian emerged from the operating room. Zachary's heart skipped a beat as he approached the doctor, hoping for some news.Zachary: "How did the surgical procedure go? Is the dog going to be alright?"Veterinarian: "We were able to free the dog from its entrapment, and the surgical procedure went as planned. The dog is now in the recovery area, and we're closely monitoring its condition."After receiving the news from the veterinarian about the dog's successful surgery, Zachary felt a wave of relief wash over him. He expressed his gratitude to the doctor and slowly made his way back home. As he walked, his mind wandered to the dog's owner, and he never expected that the dog owner would find him so quickly.The following day, Zachary found himse

Zachary had been incredibly busy recently, which prompted Yaritza to grant him two days off for some much-needed rest. Looking for a way to unwind, Zachary decided to go fishing, carrying his fishing rods, nets, and bait. Although his initial plan was to use his new sports car for a race, an unfortunate incident occurred the previous night. While driving his new car to the race location, Zachary came to a stop at a red light. Little did he know that this moment of pause would lead to a startling turn of events. His sports car's convertible top was down, leaving his belongings exposed. Seizing the opportunity, a robber approached his car and swiftly took his wallet and watches. The incident happened so quickly that Zachary couldn't react in time. The robber made a swift escape. Feeling violated and shaken by the experience, Zachary reached for his phone to call for help. However, before he could dial, a sense of fear washed over him as the robber returned and snatched his phone as wel

Yaritza responded, "Yes, but it might induce spasmodic reactions.""What kind of reactions?" Zachary questioned, seeming puzzled."They're nervous tics, similar to your current head tilting and shaking," Yaritza clarified.Zachary, in a light-hearted manner, lifted his hand, mimicking a spraying motion towards Yaritza, humorously remarking, "Looks like you've got some twitching and head-shaking too!"Yaritza observed the feverish, vomiting, and sniffling dog, clearly in the severe stages of the disease, and suggested, "Maybe euthanasia would be a more humane option to alleviate its pain."Zachary frowned and looked at the dog slowly dragging towards him, leaving trails of mucus on his shoes. The dog was still struggling! How could euthanasia even be an option in this situation? After contemplating for a moment, he said, "Yaritza, could you accommodate the dog at your place tonight? I'll take it to the vet tomorrow." Yaritza almost sprung up, protesting, "I have a baby at home! You're n

Yaritza emerged from her phone call and noticed Zachary, awake and sitting up in bed with the bedside lamp turned on."Why did they leave you here?" Zachary asked. "No more nurses? Leaving you to look after me? What kind of situation is this?"Yaritza smiled and replied, "Consider it an opportunity for me to make amends, okay?""You can't be blamed for this," Zachary reassured her.Yaritza smiled lightly and asked, "Are you hungry? I still have some warm porridge and soup for you.""I'm hungry," Zachary responded.As Yaritza went to get the porridge and soup, she asked, "Which one would you like?""Porridge," Zachary said, getting out of bed and serving himself at the table. After finishing a bowl of porridge, he looked at Yaritza."Tell me what's going on," Zachary said.Yaritza nodded and mentioned a name, "Hezekiah Head!""Who?" Zachary looked confused. "His name isn't on the list of local important figures! Is he just a local troublemaker? But someone like that wouldn't be involve