NovelEnglishChapter 198 Before the crack of dawn, I was up again. After a quick shower, I saw a text from Ernest remindingto grab the breakfast he'd left at my door. He hadn't questioned why I'd skipped his previous breakfasts, yet he continued to prepare them for me.
Not wanting his kindness to go unnoticed, I ate the breakfast before heading to the office.
Arriving early, the office was still quiet, a perfect tto get ahead. I drafted the day's agenda and reviewed the team's recent performance metrics, all before the official start of the workday.
To kill smore time, I scrolled through my social media feed. Sure, it's a bit of a tsink, but with a friend list as short as mine, it's a quick way to check in on everyone's lives without the need for calls or texts.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtJefferson had posted about entering a pool tournament, and Fanny shared another milestone - she'd just delivered her 5,566th baby. It's her way of keeping track of the lives she's helped bring into the world.
I liked it and continued scrolling until I saw Conrad's post. "For the rest of our days, I'll take care of you both." It was accompanied by a cartoon of a mother and child.
My heart clenched. I knew exactly what it meant. He'd moved on with Haley.
His post was from the middle of the night, already flooded with likes and congratulations. Some, unaware of our breakup, even congratulatedand Conrad.
I let out a bitter laugh and dropped a comment: "Congrats, wishing you happiness." After posting, I closed the app, not in the mood to see more.
Setting my phone aside, I stared blankly at my computer screen, feeling a heavy emptiness rather than pain. It's a strange feeling, hard to describe.
Then, my phone rang. It was Grant. Glancing towards his office, I noted he hadn't arrived yet.
"Mr. Smith," I answered.
"Director Hudson, take the next couple of days off," Grant's was thick with sleepiness, hi was probably still in bed.
"What do you mean, Mr. Smith?" I asked, genuinely puzzled.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmhe "Don't get it twisted. You've just been working too hard. Consider this a mini-break, with pay," he clarified.
Too hard? Had I? I could tell there was more to it. "Mr. Smith, I'll make sure to reduce my leave days," I made my position clear. He quickly responded, "You're overthinking it. I didn't mean it like that. Our company values its employees, especially a gem dike you." His attempt at flattery fell flat with me, too savvy for such obvious ploys.
Recalling previous incidents, I pressed, "Is this the big boss' idea?" Grant choked on his response before dismissing the idea, "Do you think the boss has that much free time?" His denial only deepened my suspicion.
"Director Hudson, consider this an
official notice. Take the leave, or it's insubordination, which comes with a penalty Grant asserted with an authoritative tone. After years of working, this was a first for me.
Considering I had already sorted today's tasks, taking a couple of days off wouldn't hurt. "Alright," I agreed.
After the call, I briefed my department's lead on the day's plans Sues before making and potential issues my exit once in my car, I messaged Jefferson: "Jefferson, helplook into the background of the big boss at our company." Ashburn
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