Once Upon A Boss

Chapter 8

Kristina Delarosa

It's almost been an entire day since I've seen Mr. Bayek. The only think I know is that he declined my resignation. My plan was to come extra early today to pack up the items that belonged to me. I did just that but when I came there was a note on my desk with the resignation letter under it. It said-

Declined. Thank you for your understanding and we hope to continue working together. I sincerely apologize for whatever mishap happened that pushed you to want to resign.

- Kind regards,
E. Bayek
Founder and Owner

I stared blankly at the piece of paper for almost ten minutes wondering if this was still a bad dream. I hit myself across the cheek semi softly. My skin swells easily so I have to be careful.

"Owww." I whined as I could feel my cheek already swelling. Can he even do that? Better yet, the fact that I had the note on my desk at 4:54 in the morning meant I wasn't the only one here. He was here as well. I began chewing on my thumb as my brain summed up the worst case scenarios. I am so not now showing my face in front of him again.

I flipped off my boss who denied my resignation letter. He is so going to make the rest of my life a living hell. But who said I'm going to stay here forever? But what if he continues declining my letters. I just want to not-exist anymore. And let's not forget the crying. Ohmypeppernickle!!!

I checked my wristwatch to see that I had about 30 minutes until lunch time and with the excessive work, I don't think I'll be out of here anytime soon. Leonard called in a few hours ago to say that he wouldn't be able to make it. I began chewing on my thumb once more until it bled a little this time. The worst part is that I have to go to "who shall not be named" office to discuss a few things.

Especially since Leonard bailed. Is it too late to escape my problems now? I rubbed my temple in frustration before laying my head on the desk and mumbled some incoherent words under my breath. As soon as I did that my doors busted open and Clara entered with a warm smile on her face. As usual.

For some reason I couldn't help but smile even though I also wanted to break down. I really am a bad friend. How could I judge her when she's engaged and has a son for her fiancé. I felt bad on the inside for quickly judging her a second time. I really need to fix that flaw.

Struggles of an overthinker. I'll make that a novel when I get married to Ezio and have our ten kids.

"Good morning beautiful." Clara's smile widened even more as she chirped her morning greeting. At least one of us is happy.

"Good morning CC." I groaned out as she sat in front of Leonard's desk that I proudly took residence at the moment. Since he isn't here I might as well. Now that I think about it...the lady in Ezio's office had a beauty spot on her left breast. So if I get to see Clara's chest then that means I can prove her innocence.

"Wanna go to the beach this Friday?" I say as nonchalantly as I possibly could. Maybe she has a twin or she's a lab experiment and they cloned her. Or it could be a close relative since the resemblance is quite uncanny.

"Ouuu...it's been a while since I've been to the beach." She squealed in excitement as she spun the office chair she was seated on. "But haven't you heard the news?"

News? I looked up until our eyes met and tilted my head slightly with my eyebrow cocked. "What news?" I tried not to sound too surprised and masked it with a more calm yet curious tone. Being extra is just my thing. I mentally slap my hand on my forehead. The day will come when my brothers will have no choice but to assign me to the psychiatric ward.