We Meet Again

"You're overreacting." Matilda blushed as she tucked her hair behind her ear. This was the umpteenth time she had heard such a small compliment. At first, it felt strange, but eventually, it made her melt like butter. That face was indeed very convincing.

"I mean, there's no need to report this to Señor Obrador. This is just a minor setting error. And if he gets angry and reports it to my superior, then... I'm done. I'll lose my job." As part of his persuasion strategy, Val gestured by slicing his neck, accompanied by a pleading face.

"But... I have to ask for permission to hand over the key card." Matilda hesitated.

Matilda had no doubt about Val's claims that he was a representative from the luxury car company and had come because he found a program error—and needed to take the car to reset it.

But Matilda was still scared of Obrador. She would also lose her job if something went wrong with the car. She knew how proud Obrador was when he bo