The guards and Vanessa wore bewildered expressions, their faces frozen in disbelief. They seemed to be wondering how someone could be so brazen and unrepentant in the face of wrongdoing. After a moment of stunned silence, one of the guards finally spoke up."Wait, you're not even sorry?" he asked, his voice laced with incredulity. "You're not remorseful at all for stealing from the company?"The guard's question was met with a shrug from the worker. "No, I'm not sorry. I'd do it again in a heartbeat if it meant getting what I wanted."Vanessa's eyes widened in shock. "How can you be so callous?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.The worker's expression remained unyielding, his eyes gleaming with a sense of entitlement. "I'm just looking out for myself. That's what matters most."The room fell silent once again. The only sound was the heavy breathing of the guards as they struggled to contain their anger.The worker broke the silence, his voice dripping with arrogance. "I ha

The barista's eyes widened in terror as she realized she was talking to her boss. Her face turned pale, and her voice trembled as she tried to apologize. "I-I'm s-so sorry, Mr. Armstrong! I didn't mean to...to..."As she stuttered, her hands shook, and she accidentally knocked over a cup of coffee, spilling it all over the counter. "Oh no! I'm s- so sorry! I'm such a clumsy fool!" she exclaimed, her voice filled with panic.She quickly grabbed a towel to clean up the mess, but her hands were shaking so much that she ended up spreading the spill even further. "I'm s-so sorry, Mr. Armstrong! Please forgive me!" she pleaded, her eyes brimming with tears.Armand's expression softened, and he calmly said, "It's okay, it's just an accident. Take a deep breath and calm down." But the barista was too flustered to compose herself, continuing to apologize and clumsily clean up the spill.Armand assisted the barista in cleaning up the spill, his calm demeanour helping to ease her nerves. Once th

Armand stood in front of the mirror, adjusting his simple yet elegant outfit - a white dress shirt and black trousers.He looked at himself once more, ensuring every detail was okay. Satisfied, he gave himself a nod of approval.He headed out of his room, walked to the garage, and got into his sleek black car. The engine purred to life as he started the ignition. With a smooth motion, he backed out of the garage and drove off into the evening, ready for his date with Carla.Armand arrived at the location Carla sent him. He parked his car and stepped out, gazing around at the modern architecture and lush greenery. He was impressed by the ample parking space, a rarity in this bustling area.As he continued to admire the exterior, a voice pierced the air, screaming his name. "Armand!" He turned towards the sound, his eyes scanning the direction it came from. That's when he sees Carla waving enthusiastically at him from across the parking lot.He started walking towards her. As he appro

Carla walked up to Armand, a sly grin spreading across her face as she pulled out a scarf from her pocket. "What's that?" Armand asked, his curiosity piqued."A blindfold," Carla replied, her eyes gleaming with mischief.Armand's eyes narrowed, "Who's it meant for?"Carla let out a throaty laugh, "You, of course! What a silly question!"Armand vehemently rejected the idea, "No way, Carla. I am not going to let you blindfold me."But Carla persisted, her persuasion wearing down Armand's resistance. Finally, he relented, and Carla eagerly tied the blindfold around his eyes.She took his hand, leading him through the darkness. Armand stumbled, his senses disoriented, as Carla guided him up a staircase. The steps creaked beneath their feet, and Armand's anxiety grew with each step.At the top of the stairs, Carla removed the blindfold.Carla screamed, "Tada!" her voice echoing through the rooftop terrace. Armand rubbed his eyes, adjusting to the sudden light after being blindfolded. As h

Lily laughed and said, "My bad." She then proceeded to explain, "Rose is my co-worker.”A look of understanding dawned on Armand's face. He nodded and then asked, "And what decision did she make that I supposedly supported?"Lily continued, "Well, Rose was nervous about telling her family and friends that she's having a baby out of wedlock, but I told her that you said it was okay as long as they're in love. And she really appreciated your support."Armand's eyes widened, and he said, "Oooh." He looked amused and slightly embarrassed, realizing that he had inadvertently become a part of someone else's personal conversation.Lily asked Armand, "Do you want your coffee the same as last time?"Armand nodded, "Yes, please."Lily got to work preparing his coffee, and as she brought out a cup, she said, "You know, Mr. Armstrong, I think you need a P.A."Armand's expression turned confused, "What for?"Lily shrugged her shoulders, "So you wouldn't have to come down and get your coffee yourse