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The elevator had a spooky aura. Joseph was the one who was most uneasy about it. He was limited to tolerating their feelings, particularly Clarence’s.

Luckily, the elevator showed quite quickly. Clarence rolled his wheelchair into the elevator before Joseph noticed. without turning around. Distressed, Stella stood in the corner and peered at his back.

When she approached, Joseph retreated a short distance and softly questioned, "What's going on? How well did you get along yesterday?"

She remained silent and refused to respond to his query. Since she remained silent, Joseph gave up.

Returning to her desk, she studied the text in the page while remembering the disdain in Clarence’s icy gaze. It was right that he hated her. Odd. That's

what she told him. Nothing to be concerned about.

Start working now! Stella gave herself a boost and got back to work.

Riley texted her when lunchtime arrived, asking if she had time since she needed to talk to her about something crucial.

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