Camela was busy mocking Nancy's nagging when she bumped into one of the cleaners.
"Hey! Are you blind?" she snapped, fixing her blouse before walking straight to the copier.
The cleaner stared at Camela's blatant disregard.
She jabbed the button and let the copier run. Then, made her way toward the glass wall, pretending to wander from desk to desk while her eyes kept darting to Rowan inside the meeting room.
Right then, two or three staff members stood up, completely blocking her view. She let out a quiet hiss of annoyance, not realizing the cleaner was still glaring at her.
The cleaner deliberately stepped into the meeting room, lifting her chin at Camela as if to remind her she wasn't allowed inside. She even gave a smug little smile.
Camela scowled and shot her the middle finger without hesitation.
She watched as the cleaner moved around picking up trash. It irritated her even more to realize the cleaner was doing the same thing she was—circling close to Rowan.
