Chapter 28

Emma glanced at the woman and asked, "Then why didn't you just go home and sleep?" Fiona pouted and pointed at the design draft on her desk. "See that? It's all because of this. The company's turning into a slave camp, honestly!" The design draft looked oddly familiar. Emma narrowed her eyes and teased, "Wait, isn't that the one you totally forgot about ages ago? What, having a sudden wave of responsibility?" "Ugh, yeah! Yesterday the team lead asked if I'd finished it, and I was standing there looking like a total idiot. It completely slipped my mind!" Fiona stretched and slung her arm over Emma's shoulder. "But hey, how come you're this early today? You're usually cutting it super close to eight." She glanced at her phone. "It's like... only 7:30?" Emma shrugged casually, signaling she had no clue either. Before long, more coworkers started filtering in. Fiona stood up, reaching for the cup on her desk but got caught on her chair leg, bumping her head right on the desk corner. Quick