Chapter 179: Stirring Trouble
Aurora and Heather were nearly at the cafeteria when Heather noticed the lightness in her companion's demeanor, a surprise given the manager's typically icy exterior. Clearly, the person on the other end of the phone was very important to her, someone she could truly be herself with.
"Miss Manager, this is the cafeteria. The first and second floors are for the regular staff, and the third floor is for the company's executives and leaders. You can go up to the third floor," Heather informed her.
"Okay, I know," Aurora replied.
"I'll go get my food then," Heather said, as she was a regular employee and usually ate on the first floor. However, Aurora grabbed her hand.
"Come with me to the third floor; I don't like crowds," Aurora said calmly, a change from her love for lively scenes three years ago. Time had made her more composed, preferring tranquility over tumult.
"But I'm just a regular employee; I don't have the card and I don't have access to the third floor," Heather whispered.
The third floor was restricted to prevent overcrowding, accessible only through a card system differentiating high-level executives from regular staff.
"I have one," Aurora said, pulling her up the stairs without further discussion.
As they passed the second floor and approached the stairs to the third, the world seemed to quiet down, as if the stairwell marked the boundary between two worlds. The third floor stairs were carpeted exquisitely.
shoes, and she trod carefully, feeling out of
Aurora used her special meal card to gain entry, and it was Heather's first
noon.
third floor contrasted sharply with the bustling scenes below, reassuring
by Aurora, she felt as though
eat? I'll get it for you," Heather
If you don't mind, you can treat me as a friend and call me Anne,"
she noticed Heather quietly minding her own business. She appreciated
I really do that?" Heather looked up
the soup, and you can help with the food. Just avoid anything
Heather felt
the soup section, and Heather took care of the rest, reminiscent of her school days. Back then, she and Susan were inseparable. Now, Susan had
Fate was indeed fickle.
cafeteria's television, showing
party only by the suit he matched with
screen, recalling the bitterness she felt when she first heard of their
her stance somewhat: "Yes, Hayden and I are doing well. We're discussing the wedding
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