Monica's POV
The workweek arrived with its usual hustle but carried unexpected developments. Despite our agreement for space, Morris remained persistently present in my daily life. My phone buzzed constantly with his messages, my desk welcomed fresh flower arrangements each morning, and afternoon snacks appeared like clockwork. What shifted was the nightly calls—conversations that stretched into hours as he shared updates about the accelerated audit happening at Darren's house. According to Morris, Dorothy's revelations had provided crucial information, though he remained vague about specifics, only mentioning she had known important details all along without recognizing their significance.
Tuesday evening found me at the Social Club for what Natalie had officially declared "girls' night." Our laughter echoed through the restaurant as Michelle regaled us with workplace stories since joining Morris's company. Her animated expressions made her dislike for Irina abundantly clear.
