“God! I’m so tired! Liza, why don’t you ask someone to help me with these report sheets? I need some help with it,” Sierra said, a girl from the finance department.

After the meeting, Liza took me on another tour around the office. This time, to introduce me personally to everyone. And when we met Sierra, a good friend of Liza’s, she started complaining.

“Everyone is busy, Sierra. I can’t just tell anyone to push their work aside and help you out. I’m sorry,” Liza apologized.

Sierra’s shoulders slumped.

“I can help you with that if you want. I have some experience of working on them with my brother,” I offered.

Her eyes widened as she straightened. “No, no. It’s all right, Emerald. Thank you so much for your offer, but I think I’ll manage.”

“No worries, I’m free right now, anyway. I’d be happy to help.”

I have been free since the meeting. Because no one was giving me any work to do. Even choosing those designs in the morning, I had to request Liza to let me do that. Well, I told her to give me something, and she handed me those catalogues. It didn’t seem like work for me, but I took it anyway. At least I’d something to do.

I figured the stuff they gave me to do yesterday wasn’t very important. I understood I was new, but that didn’t mean they wouldn’t give me any serious job.

Even the other employees seemed to be too careful and polite around me. I couldn’t make sense out of their treating me like a VIP and not one of them.

“But I can’t just trouble you with my work—”

“Please, I insist,” I pleaded. My hands were itching to do some real work.

She glanced at Liza behind me with uncertainty, and then slowly nodded. A hesitant smile slowly spread across her face.

“Oh, thank you! Tell me, where do you exactly need my help?”

Once it was lunch time, only then we were finished with the work. Sierra was a fun person, so working with her was easy and comfortable. I was glad that apart from Liza. I found another easy to get along person in this office.

“You ready?” Sierra asked, getting up from her desk.

Looking up from Beth’s messages, I nodded. “Yeah, let’s go.”

Just when we were about to get into the elevator, a voice stopped us.

It was Carter, Ace’s assistant. A redhead with a short height. The dark patches under his eyes were proof of his tiredness. Though I just met him yesterday, I pitied him. Due to some unknown reasons, his boss remained in this office all the time. And he, being his assistant, had to run back and forth between Valencian Corp and OC Textiles for him.

“Yes?”