At Foster Ventures …
Ryan was sitting behind his desk, working on a few documents when a knock interrupted the peace in the air. His brows wrinkled slightly, but it didn’t stay for long. It just looked like a small ripple in the water.
"Yes, come in," he affirmed, and soon the door was pushed open.
It was Zenith, Ryan’s secretary, who had come with a few files.
"Sir, I brought you the files that you have asked for," she said as she walked hastily inside, moving straight to keep the files on the desk.
Ryan glanced up at her, before darting his gaze to the files in her hand. A furrow appeared in between his brows. "Didn’t I ask you to bring it the morning itself? What took you so long?"
"Oh that …," Zenith hesitated, "Actually sir, I have already reviewed the papers for you. There are no errors anywhere. You can now just give it a rough scan and approve it."
Ryan paused at those words. His eyes went back to look at the files. It might just be three in count, but he knew the work wasn’t as easy as its number. "You reviewed them yourself? But weren’t all these reports complete just the last day?"
"Yeah, it did," she said, clearing the lump she felt down her throat. She was clearly looking scared, fearing a sharp lash out that she might get at any moment. "I later took the files home and worked on them at night. There were a few things that needed to be rectified. So after discussing with the respective departments that also been done. It should not be okay to proceed further."
"That wasn’t your job, Zenith. Why did you do that?" Ryan asked, his voice sharp. The files should have been sent to his desk today and he has to review it. But Zenith not only helped the departments to rectify all their mistakes but, she even did his part of the work.
He wasn’t exactly upset, it was just that he felt that it wasn’t required. After all, being his secretary, there were a lot of tasks she had to handle already. It was just extra work for her for which she wouldn’t even get paid.
When even after a while he didn’t hear her speaking, Ryan asked with more authority. "I asked you something, Zenith. Who asked you to do all this?"
The secretary flinched at his tone. Keeping her gaze down, she slowly replied, "N-no one asked me to do it. I did it on my own."
"Why?’
Zenith looked up at him. Her expression didn’t show anything. It just looked like she did something after giving it a good consideration.
"Recently," she began, "after Mr. Evan has left, the work pressure has considerably increased. You have fallen sick a few times already. I just wanted to help you lessen your workload. I didn’t mean to challenge your or anyone’s authority. I was just —"
"Zenith, it’s not about challenging anyone’s authority. It’s just that you didn’t have to do it. You have your own tasks to complete. If you start helping me like this, your work will start getting delayed, then who will help you?" he said, before adding, "At least, I wouldn’t be able to do it."
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