Early Bird (Erkençi Kus)(Part 1)

54. Pushover fever in effect

"I don't like this one," Deren pulls her nose up and shakes her head, looking at an example done by one of the team. "Change it."

Sanem walks closer quietly, waiting for her to finish. "Miss Deren?" she pipes up before Deren could move on to the others.

"Yes Sanem?" Deren looks up at her, while taking another example and glancing at it. 

"I've finished loading all the files into the system. May I go home?"

"Of course," Deren lifts a shoulder, handing the example back and shaking his head and then walking past Sanem. "Why on earth not?"
Sanem didn't like Deren's tone as she sits down on the side of the sofa in the middle of the office and clasps her hands in her lap. "I mean, you have a dinner to get to right? You, Mr Can and Mr Fabri. You want to know what I think?"

Sanem wasn't so sure she did, but she kept quiet and waited.

"It's very interesting that a simple, low level employee such as yourself can garner so much attention from such important men."

"What are you trying to say?"

"Only this. You love being around men in power and I can see right through this entire 'innocent' charade of yours." Deren eyes her up and down. "Look, I don't want to offend you so I won't elaborate too much, but you get what I mean by what I just said. You're obviously a very intelligent girl." Sanem frowns.
"Don't try to make a fool out of me Sanem, I'm a lot smarter than you are. And I'm watching you."

Sanem glares at Deren, her teeth grinding with Deren in her face. She goes to say that Deren was wrong and she knew nothing about what was actually going on, only to be interrupted by Emre calling her from his office door.

"Sanem?"

She looks over and he waves for her to come, turning to go back inside.

Deren looks from Emre to Sanem, waiting for her to say what she was about to. But Sanem didn't have time for her now. And she knew her next words would only irritate Deren more. She says them anyway.

"Sorry, Miss Deren, one of the many important men are calling me," Sanem says clippingly before she turns and walks through the office to Emre. "Mr Emre, uhm," she stops in front of him behind his desk after entering and closing the door. "Is  Miss Deren able to fire me or is that only for you and Mr Can to do?" Sanem was already regretting what she just said to Deren. 

"Why? What is going on Sanem?"

"Never mind," she shakes her head. She couldn't explain everything to him at the moment, it would take longer than she had. "Why did you want to see me?"

"Have you been able to have a look at the campaign idea my brother photographed you for?"

"No. Mr Can doesn't want anyone to see it yet."

Emre sighs. "Okay, I expected as much. Listen, he just left. Go into his office, take a picture of anything related that you can find and bring it to me."

"Why can't you do it? It's right next door."

"What do I say if someone sees me in there going through his stuff?"

"But Mr Emre, he's your brother, and I'm no one. I'll attract more attention if I'm in there." She looks around. "And everything is made of glass, it's impossible to - " She stops talking and looks at him when he stares at her with pursed lips and a raised brow. "Even if I say no you're still going to make me go in there aren't you?" He nods. "Okay," she huffs. "Can I go through this door? It's more practical."

"Be my guest."

She takes a breath and looks out at the rest of the office to make sure no one was looking then she ducks a little and shuffles through the door connecting the two offices. She looks checks out Can's door and then starts her search.