The great wing city. Flora's company,
Sounds of fingers typing on keyboards, and hurried footsteps, including calm voices, filled the atmosphere and every corner of the offices.
Inside a particular department office, while others were busy operating their various laptops and computers with a serious look in their eyes, Cindy rested her head on the desk before her after putting aside her work laptop. The thoughts about what happened at Mr Dario's farm were stuck in her head.
She wasn't able to sleep properly last night. The thought that Paola would be able to succeed if she had been the one who persuaded Mr Dario, was eating her up.
'Even in death, why are you tormenting me?!'. Cindy thought and sighed in defeat.
Somewhere in Flancholia city.
The car,
Paola sneezed, before she muttered, "Is someone talking about me?".
Back in the great wing city,
