Chapter 19: She's sick. My pooka's sick!

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Heng and Pablo's apartment

Heng turns on his seat to face the window behind his desk as he listens to Freen speaking at the other end of the line. "Are you nuts?"

"No, I am perfectly sane Heng. I just think it is for the best." Freen types in the keyboard writing a resignation that she struggles to fill up. "I don't want to stay around her and suffer way more than I already do. Working for her and in her company was a bad idea."

Heng gets off his seat and transfers the call on speaker so that he can walk around his office to retrieve a document from one of his cabinets. "Freen, what are you going to do? You've just gotten this job. And you've been working there for about a week."

"Four days actually – that's how long someone can work for their ex-fiancée." She counted. It was four days.

"And what a lasting career that was." Heng takes a folder out and starts sifting through the papers. "I'm guessing you expect a retirement party."

"Four days is a lifetime somewhere for certain animals. Or so, I am assuming. I had a long career."

"Sure you did. Four long days of nothing but great accomplishments." He walks back to his desk, "You should be proud of yourself."

Sighing depressively, she presses hard on each letter key as she tries to complete a resignation letter that felt more like a written verdict condemning her to a lifetime of misery. "Heng, she's getting married in two weeks."

"Oh, you told me that sweetie. Seven times since you've called me half an hour ago."

"Heng what do you want me to do? Stay there and watch her get ready for her wedding and suffer in silence?"

"That's what a co-worker would do since you're the one who suggested it."

"And I can't be her coworker Heng. Who am I kidding?" Freen re-thinks the last four days that she's been in Becky's presence. She had been a girl with hopeful dreams to start a new life but everything has not been as she had expected. She went to jail twice, got into a bathroom fight, had herself a fake girlfriend, led a protest, lived through a difficult first week since her arrival from France, and did nothing but fight with her boss over and over again. "I'll call you later."

"Alright baby. I'll see you later and hopefully I can talk you out of this." Heng hangs and goes back to do his work on a new legal case that he had secured.

Freen stops typing since no ideas were coming to her head and she has not a single reasonable cause to present to human resources or Becky. She doesn't want to seem too childish for wanting to quit upon personal reasons since she went through all of this trouble to get her job back. And JP will probably be disappointed in her seeing that he unknowingly risked his career to get her the job.

She walks back within the living room to get herself something to drink. And think more on a reason to quit. What was she going to do after she quits. She has no idea where to go or what to do next. Maybe she will go back to France and be with her parents but that would be too soon and her parents will start worrying and ask questions. She walks back within the guest bedroom where she had opened her laptop and left an unfinished letter.

As she stares at the screen, she receives a call from Becky's secretary, Hera. "Hera, what is it?"

Even though the bosses didn't have to show up at the company on weekends, the job is not quite done for the sub-employees. But on the upside, they get to wear casual clothing. "Ms. Armstrong had asked for you to come by the company to grab important documents so that you can bring to her."

Freen did not feel like leaving the apartment to work on a Saturday morning. "Can't you do it yourself?"

"Well, she asked that you be the one to take it to her. They are very important documents that are classified and shouldn't be left within other people's hands." Charlotte stayed in front of Hera, telling her everything that she has to say to convince Freen to go to Becky's apartment.

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