Chapter 17

At the door of the office, she spotted her dad-and Angelina. Angelina looked polished in a crisp white suit, her wavy hair brushed neatly, makeup on point. She was smiling sweetly, chatting away with Jonathan. Behind them, a few workers were carrying boxes in and out. But the biggest eye-catcher? The office door now had a nameplate that read "Deputy Director Angelina Miller" instead of its original "Deputy Director Calliope Godfrey." Calliope strode in, voice cold and sharp. "What's going on? Who said you could move my stuff?" Angelina quickly walked over, her tone soft but anxious. "Calliope, it's not what you think. Mr. Godfrey said your hands are full with your thesis, and that work here was stressing you out. He thought I could help temporarily... I didn't think it would be permanent..." Calliope let out a short, bitter laugh and looked straight at her father. "Dad, are you the one who had me fired from Stellar?" Jonathan frowned. "Calliope, every company has its rules. You've clea