Kevin knew the drill as soon as he left Mr. Lopez's office. With the task in hand and aware of how Mr. Lopez operates, he made a beeline for Dorothy's office. Finding her door shut, he hesitated for a brief moment before knocking.

No response came after two knocks, making Kevin almost believe Dorothy wasn't in. Just as he was about to turn away, a voice finally came from inside.

"Who's it?"

"Ms. Sanchez, it's me," Kevin paused, "I need to discuss the project progress report with you."

Dorothy didn't come to open the door but instead answered, "Alright, I'll email it to you."

"...I need a hard copy."

The request was a blatant improvisation. Who needs a paper report these days?

Fortunately, Dorothy didn't seem to overthink it. Although she took her time, she eventually opened the door.

"Kevin, I haven't printed it yet. Go back, and I'll send it to you once it's ready."

Kevin glanced at Dorothy. She had wiped away her tears and tried to appear normal, but it was evident she had been crying. "Okay, or you can just let me know when it's ready. I might not be in my office."

to come back

Dorothy nodded, "That works."

headed

Lopez...Ms. Sanchez

holding, and he instinctively stood up, ready to rush out.

"Mr. Lopez?"

unwell, then ask Dorothy to head back to Bay Residence early." "Mr. Lopez, maybe... it'd be better if

conversation from

him a look, his brows furrowed,

"Alright."

alone in his office, feeling a

...

interruption, Dorothy managed to

printed the progress report and placed it

feeling well, can you

I'm on my

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