“Ma'am, you look tired today. Did you stay up late finishing last week's general training report?” Ricky's cheerful voice greeted Wilona when she had just put her bag on her desk.
Wilona only smiled briefly. Her eyes were puffy, even though they had been covered with concealer, and her eye bags still couldn't lie.
“No. It's just a bit difficult to sleep,” Wilona said while opening her laptop.
"You forbade me from helping you compile the document," Ricky said in a sulky tone. "And now you're making me feel guilty because you see your eyes puffy like a tired panda."
Wilona laughed at her secretary's words. Ricky was much younger than Wilona, so sometimes she considered the man who had just graduated from university with almost perfect grades as a younger brother.
"Rick, have you consi
