I stayed awake from dusk till dawn, mechanically getting ready.
I worked all day without sleep or hunger.
I felt like I was turning into a hermit.
As the workday ended, Logan clapped his hands. "Today, our team is hosting Mr. Munoz, with a lavish seafood feast and KTV..."
My temples throbbed. I was about to excuse myself for tonight's event, but team leader Logan Perez said, "Who leaves early buys the bill."
I could only shut my mouth.
The office girls buzzed like energized bees, planning beauty and clothing store visits. By the time we reached the dinner venue, it had turned into a mini banquet.
Looking down at my plain dress and flats, I felt out of place.
Rebecca Hansen, "the Company Beauty", stood in front of me. "Taylor, could you respect the Colorlight Restaurant's standards? If you can't afford a dress, you can rent one."
Glancing at her exposed bosoms, I retorted, "What? Does your nightclub outfit match this restaurant's standards?"
Rebecca, the daughter of Olivano's richest man, was always arrogant. She seethed with anger and was about to slap me. I braced for a slap, but she just smiled, moving her hand behind her back.
"Mr. Munoz."