Chapter 48: Rainy Evening And A Bowl Of Soup
Elliot yawned as he blinked his eyes. Behind his boss, he could see different lights from the glass wall that illuminates the city.
Indeed, the nightlife had begun. Eight in the evening by now, and they are still at the building.
Tomás called overtime just to finish thinking about new ideas that will fit for his new branches.
Whatever Elliot suggested to him, Tomás will contradict it by saying that “there’s already one built in here,” or “it will not be people-friendly,” and so on.
Tomás is so frustrated right now. And so does Elliot. He could feel his boss’s headache as he massaged his own temple because Elliot, too, is feeling the same way.
Elliot glanced above the door and saw that the clock is ticking at eight in the evening. Th
