"I didn't expect you to call Imanuel," Lucius said as he drove the car at a moderate speed.
"While I was speaking with the sales project manager, I noticed Nora running errands. She was carrying stacks of files while everyone else took a break. It infuriated me. When the other receptionists left for lunch, she was the only one forced to stay behind. I couldn't just stand by and watch. It reminded me too much of my older self, always overworking, desperate to secure a stable position, afraid of disappointing anyone." Layla let out her frustration while speaking those words.
Lucius nodded, holding the steering wheel. "You did the right thing. Honestly, I wouldn't be surprised if you fired those employees and replaced them with people who actually respect their colleagues," he muttered.
