Marisol couldn't help but smile, her face lighting up the room.
"Are you sticking his neck out for Simeon?" she teased.
Ms. Noella was just too kind-hearted!
"No, it's just that I can't stand seeing a good guy get pushed around. Simeon's got talent, he just lacks opportunity. If giving him a chance means pulling a few strings to help him grow, I'm all for it."
Marisol knew it. Noella was all in on supporting Simeon!
"Simeon's also been under Merrick's wing, grateful for the opportunities over the years. A lot of folks are hesitant to leave because they just can't bear to part ways with Merrick and Freya. When the company hit a rough patch, Cosmo wanted to cut staff. Merrick put his own book royalties on the line, saying the young ones could venture out, but someone like Simeon, who had a family to support, wouldn't find it easy out there. Merrick said, even if you can't keep up tech-wise or brain-wise, switch roles but don't cut jobs."
And that's why nobody wanted to leave!
"Do you also feel that way, is that why you're sticking around?" Noella asked, lifting her gaze.
Marisol's cheeks turned a shade of pink, but she nodded firmly.
"I'm gonna go call Cosmo!"
"Hold up, I'll come with you. It'll also give me a chance to see the company's inner workings."
Noella stood up, walking side by side with Marisol.
Outside the design department, near the director's office, a fierce argument was erupting from within!
"That damn Simeon!"
"Thinks playing lapdog to some clueless young thing will skyrocket his career?"
The sound of a glass shattering on the floor was crystal clear! You'd know right away it was Cosmo, fuming and trashing his office in a rage.
Cosmo's assistant whispered, "Director, Simeon's gone. What about those projects you assigned him?"
"Hmph! I refuse to believe Simeon has the guts to not follow through!"
In the whole design department, there was no one else as exploitable as Simeon.
Cosmo couldn't believe Noella actually had any substantial work for Simeon.
Once Simeon was found, a little intimidation and a shiny promise would bring him right back to finish his tasks.
"As for Ms. Noella..."
"She's just a wet-behind-the-ears kid, what's there to fear?"
The knock on the door sounded, and Noella entered, smiling at Cosmo.
"Cosmo, I forgot to mention, I'm thinking of shaking up the corporate structure a bit. From now on, your work will be reported to my design assistant."
Cosmo broke into a cold sweat! Whether it was the shock of reporting to Simeon or realizing Noella had overheard his rant, it sent shivers down his spine.
"How long have you been here, Ms. Noella?"
Noella raised an eyebrow, smiling. "Cosmo, take a wild guess. I was thinking of having a drink with you, but since you don't seem too keen on me, let's forget it!"
Cosmo felt a chill run down his back as Noella's words hit home.
"I... Ms. Noella, that's not what I meant!"
"Whether you meant it or not, plenty of people heard you. No need to explain to me."
As Cosmo tried to speak, the shattered glass on the floor silenced him.
Watching Noella leave with Marisol, Cosmo felt like he'd ignored some crucial advice.
"This girl must be my unlucky star..."
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