*Chapter TEN*

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ELSA

I was arranging the files that I collected from the production team when my telephone started ringing. He asked me to get him a black coffee and asked me to submit the files on his table. I took all the files that I collected from the computer data as well as from my office cupboard and got him coffee.

I knocked and was waiting for his reply. Once he asked me to come in, I went inside, placed his coffee and kept those files on his table.

"Did you bring Rogers' company file, that I asked for?"

"No, Mr Martinez" I said. I don't think he asked, or did I forget it? Since I have been running from one department to another, maybe I must have forgotten it. I was still looking at him, he clenched his jaw and let out a sigh. He took the files that I placed on his table and threw them on my face. I instantly closed my eyes in shock.

"I asked you to do one thing, you couldn't even do that. If this is how you are going to do things, then I ask you to take all these and leave. I don't think you are fit for this job, You can quit, I can inform Uncle James that you are not fit for this" he shouted angrily.

"Sorry, Mr Martinez. I don't recall you asking for it."

"I do remember, So can you at least get me the file now?" I started looking for the files in my office, but I couldn't find them. I checked even the piles of paper and files gathered on the corner, but I couldn't find them.

I looked at my watch and noticed that I had been looking for the file for thirty minutes, and also it was time for his meeting with the creative team. I went and told him that I couldn't find it and informed him about the meeting.

"I don't want you to join the meeting. I want you to stay here and type your resignation and keep it ready, so you can hand it to me when I am back". He shouted at me and left for the meeting.

I collected all the files from the floor from his office and went back to my office. I sat on my chair and covered my face, controlling myself from crying, but I couldn't. Tears started rolling down and I started sobbing.

For the past three weeks, I have been running behind him like a puppy. I have been taking notes, arranging meetings, sending and receiving documents, Faxing, Visiting sites with him, etc. He does know I'm new to this job, and yet I worked like a pro, but in return, he yells at me. I have tried my best to keep up with him, putting up with his cruel attitude.

Today I couldn't take it any more, It hurts more when I'm being shouted at for someone else mistake. It wasn't my mistake when I couldn't find the Files. If the files were arranged, I would have given him instantly, instead of looking for them for thirty minutes. I tried to search in my room, but there were plenty of them and none of the files were arranged in order.

How does he expect me to find one file in those bundles? The moment I stepped into my office, I tried my best to arrange things whenever I had time. I have even sacrificed my breaks just to arrange these folders. I couldn't stop myself from crying, my hand was now ready to pull my hair from my head.

I wiped my tears and decided to type my Resignation letter. Instead of working for him and getting yelled at, I would get married and be a housewife. I couldn't type any because I didn't want to leave the job.

It's not about the pay, it is about the work, though it has been just three weeks. I liked working here, at times it was really tough to work, but I liked it. I did enjoy meeting people whenever I walked into their departments. A coffee break where I can talk to people other than Mr. Martinez. I just closed my eyes and let out a sigh and started typing.

I typed my resignation. Should I ask sorry? What if he accepts my apology and asks me to get back to work? Then I don't have to worry about going back home. I hope he rejects my resignation letter. I was waiting for him outside his office, but he hadn't returned from his meeting yet.

LOUIS

When I asked her to get me a cup of coffee and those files. She said yes through the intercom, but she took a longer time than usual. I went and checked her room, but she wasn't there. I opened my phone and checked the camera to see where is she.

I noticed her in the kitchen and talking with Manson. The tech guy? Why is she talking to him? Now they were laughing and she slapped his shoulder playfully. Why is she touching him? I threw my phone on the sofa and started checking the module on my computer.

I heard a knock on my door, and she opened the door, and it was Elsa. She placed my coffee and the files on my table. I was so angry at her that she talked to Manson. When she was about to leave, I wanted to ask her why she talked to him, and why were they laughing.

"Did you bring Rogers' company file, that I asked for?"

"No, Mr Martinez" I was pissed.

"I asked you to do one thing, you couldn't even do that. If this is how you are going to do things, then I ask you to take all these and leave. I don't think you are fit for this job, You can quit, I can inform Uncle James that you are not fit for this Job" I shouted at her.

"Sorry, Mr Martinez. I don't recall you asking for Roger's company file."

"I do remember, So can you get me the file now?" Actually, I don't remember either whether I asked for it, but I didn't want to think about it. When she can talk and laugh with Manson, then she can find the file as well. I didn't know whether I was angry at her for talking to him or missed bringing the file.

She came back after thirty minutes, and I was hoping she found the file, but she said she couldn't find it and also reminded me that I had a meeting with the creative team. I asked her not to join the meeting and asked her to type her resignation letter.

I stormed out of the office and I didn't look back. Took the elevator and went to the meeting room. The creative team showed the changes that they had made and explained the new modulation that they had added, and the meeting came to an end. When I was about to leave, the creative team manager handed me a file.

"What's this?"

"Rogers' company file sir, yesterday you gave us to make changes, and we have changed it completely as per your request, Mr Martinez." I was shocked when I heard him say that I had given this file, and that's when I remembered what exactly happened.

I wanted to give Rogers' file to the creative team since Elsa has left the office I went and gave them directly, but I completely forgot that. I even yelled at Elsa. I took the file and left the room.

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