AN UNEXPECTED GROOM

– These are imported coffee beans. In the whole company, only our pantry has them, Lucille explained.

– Even the IT department doesn’t have one? She asked curiously.

Lucille shook her head.

– That’s why Mr. Alvarez often comes here to get his coffee. Every time he finishes his coffee, he berates President Flores for being a greedy capitalist.

Due to the high-quality coffee beans, the pantry on this floor consumed twice as much coffee as other pantries.

-Then help me make another cup of coffee. I’m going to send it to my brother, said Roxane. Her brother was quite exhausted from having to take care of their grandmother’s funeral these past few days. He would be very happy if she sent him a cup of coffee. Maybe she had said that Sebastian was the best in the world, she felt a little guilty and sorry towards her brother. Sebastien was very good, but so was his brother. In her heart, there was no way she could say one was better than the other.

After sending Sebastian a cup of coffee, she slipped away and went to the IT department.

Since she didn’t use Sebastian’s private elevator, she met many of the company’s employees. As a result, every time the elevator stopped at a floor, the employees who saw her greeted her with a

“Hello, Mrs. Flores.”

She smiled and nodded in response each time. When she finally got out of the elevator and got to the IT department, she bumped into someone.

-Senior Grant.

She was surprised to find Raoul. After all, the company was quite large and had many departments.

Raoul was holding a stack of documents at the moment. He quickly reached out his hand to steady her before shouting in a tone that was neither servile nor authoritarian:

– Mrs. Flores.

“Senior, there is no need to address me as such,” Roxane said, feeling uncomfortable being treated this way by him.

Raoul bent down to pick up a document which fell when he reached out to help her. He replied weakly:

– It’s the company. We must follow company rules and regulations.Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

Roxane felt a headache when she remembered the new rule added to the new employee orientation program.

“I’m going back to work, Ms. Flores,” declared Raoul. Obviously he had no intention of staying and chatting. He entered the elevator with a stack of documents in his hands.

Roxane turned to look at him. She didn’t know if she was thinking too much, but she felt like the people in the elevator were deliberately moving away from him.

At that moment, Enzo came out and saw Roxane.

-Roxy? Why are you staying here? Are you guarding the entrance for us?

– I specially brought you coffee, replied Roxane, handing the cup of coffee,

– The coffee beans in Mr. Seb’s pantry are freshly ground.

Enzo took a sip of coffee and felt the fatigue of the last few days disappear. He felt like he was coming back to life. However, the next moment he asked suspiciously:

-Why are you treating me so well all of a sudden? Did you do something to hurt me?

Roxane placed her hands on her back as a trace of guilt shone in her eyes. She hurriedly said:

– No ! I have always treated you well! Otherwise, when you bought the sports car…

-Ah! This coffee is really good!

He changed the subject and quickly turned around to enter the office.

Roxane followed him.

As soon as they entered the office, Roxane heard the employees shouting in unison.

– Hello, Mrs. Flores!

Enzo’s hands shook slightly from the sudden greeting, almost causing him to spill the coffee.

Roxane was also frightened, shivering. She looked pitifully at Enzo as if asking, “Are your subordinates sick?”

Enzo had mixed feelings. Then, as if he could read Roxane’s thoughts, he looked at her with disdain as if to say: “Isn’t Old Flores the sickest?”

-…

“I cannot refute his words…”