Beauty spent an entire morning organizing all the design drafts, including her own, and handed them over to Jennifer.
She felt as if a weight had been lifted off her shoulders, exhaling deeply in relief.
"You've worked hard, Beauty.
You can take the next couple of days to rest at home.
You really do look exhausted—consider this a special approval to go home and recharge."
Ms Jennifer slipped the drafts into a folder, then looked up with a warm smile.
"Thank you, Director Jennifer. I think I'll go home and catch up on some much-needed sleep then."
Already running on fumes, Beauty perked up at the suggestion.
The moment she stepped out of the office, her eyelids felt unbearably heavy.
Grabbing her bag, she quickly sent Lucas a message, letting him know she was heading home to rest and not to wait for her for lunch.
The second Lucas received the message, he set aside his work and strode toward the elevator.
