Micheal strode into the office, his usual commanding aura preceding him as he pushed through the glass doors. His sharp gaze scanned the bustling office to see how the employees are dealing with their work before he arrived at Sandra's desk, seeing her busy on her laptop. He then barked out an order, “In my office. Two minutes.” His voice was ice, cutting through the air, making Sandra jolt in her seat.Sandra had gotten used to his presence over the years, but today was different. Her boss, who had turned into a bit of a slacker since meeting Yvonne, suddenly sounded like the man she used to know, a serious no nonsense man. For a brief moment, panic bubbled up inside her as she recalled the time she had dared to kick him at his leg during that ridiculous farce, pretending to be his tyrant boss. But then, she quickly smoothed her skirt, took a deep breath, and hurried after him, sprinting down the hall with her arms full of paperwork.By the time she reached Micheal's office, she had
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