As they spoke, the one and only Franklin Chandler appeared behind us without us noticing.
He said coldly, "Is everyone done with their work? Do you have time to gossip about Mr. Miles? You do have ideas what you're getting yourselves into, right?"
My colleagues immediately returned to their cubicle in desperate motion.
Franklin gave me a once-over, a subtle smile dancing in his eyes. He and Chester had grown up together, their families were old friends with deep ties. From Franklin's ruthless business style, it was clear that Chester was not someone to be taken lightly.
This time, Kathy was finished.
Remembering what my colleagues had just said, I immediately went home and wrote up my resignation letter. I couldn’t fight them, but I could avoid them.
My boss didn’t ask for any reason and quickly processed my resignation.
Afraid of being found by Chester, I rented a small apartment and stayed hidden for a week, not daring to go outside.
Kathy, on the other hand, was the complete opposite. She paraded around the corporation building every day, hoping Chester would recognize her as the one who had drugged him that night.