𝑺𝑬𝑬 𝑴𝑬 𝑻𝑶𝑶 (𝔄 𝔰𝔢𝔮𝔲𝔢𝔩 𝔬𝔣 𝔰𝔢𝔢 𝔪𝔢) ✔

📷CHAPTER ELEVEN 📷

Above is Amanda

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Amanda got to the office too late. Her boss was already in front of his desk and scattering everything back on the desk in search for something. The sight of this angered Amanda even more. She immediately practiced her breathing exercises to control herself from blurting out painful words to the man who clearly was not grateful for her hard work.

“You are back.” She managed to say he she  entered into the office. The closer she got, the clearer she witnessed all her effort spent on arranging the office brought back to base one.

“What have you done to my office? Where are my files, my records, the manuscripts, everything that was here?” Wright junior yelled pointing at his  now busy desk.

Nelson secretly hit Amanda lightly on her hand, bidding her farewell and then escaped.

She gave him a quick nod and then shifted her attention back to Mr. Wright Junior “I arranged them accordingly in your shelf.” She said gently, walking closer to the tall shelf standing at her left. “This column have your entire file in it. And I must commend you on how you use different colored files for different documents. It makes them easy to find. All your manuscripts are in this column right here, your books are here and your notepads, stationeries and plain papers are in the top drawer beneath your desk. The good part is that there are locks on the shelf and the drawers and also, it create more room for your computer to breathe freely on your desk.” She explained, pointing at all the locations of everything he may find whilst awaiting his fury.

Wright Junior was pleased but a bit uncomfortable. Never had anyone attempt to reorganize for him. Plus, for some good reason, best know o him, it was safe his things were left as they were "Amanda, you should have asked. I’m not really use to people touching my things.”

“That’s because you had given no one the opportunity to do so. Yes, I almost forgot. Your girlfriend called. She said her name Is Sarah and you were supposed to have lunch with her. She also said that she—”

“She’s not my girlfriend and I never promised her lunch.” he yelled irritably, interrupting her. He went to the column where the manuscripts were kept on the shelf, he searched through and picked out one and something fell from between the pages of the manuscript.

Amanda bent over to pick it up, it was an old picture. “Sir, this fell from the book in your hand.” She said but before she could hand the picture over to him, a person in the picture caught her sight.

“What is it?” Wright Junior voiced, turning immediately to see what she was holding.

“Is he—” She gasped “Is he not Mr. Quinn?” She held out the picture to his face, pointing at the bald man on the left end.

“Yes he is. You still remember him?” He asked smiling.

“ugh?”

Realizing what he had ask, he quickly cleared his throat and hid his hands in the pockets of his trouser before rephrasing his questions.  “Do you know him?”

“Of course I do, he was my literature teacher back in high school.” Amanda almost laughed, looking at the picture then she wondered why he had a picture with Mr. Quinn in it. She carefully studied the rest people in the picture. “Who are the others in the picture?” She asked curiously.

He slowly walked close to her and stood behind her. At that very instant, Amanda could feel her heart throbbing rapidly; she then realized hat she had never been this close to him before.