The sound of high heels hitting the tile floor was especially loud.
The next person to appear in front of everyone was Cheryl Thompson, who had just stepped into the Programming Department.
She was wearing a custom luxury long skirt, heavy but exquisite makeup on her Face, and even her hairstyle was obviously freshly done...
She was very well prepared, and the smile on her Face carried a hint of mockery.
As soon as she walked in, she headed straight toward Victoria Gibson.
"Victoria Gibson, what did I just hear?" Cheryl Thompson laughed theatrically, her Shoulder shaking as she arrogantly stepped up to Victoria and sneered.
"Did you hear it? The colleagues in the Programming Department are all comforting you, telling you to have Peace of mind while you wait to lose to me and get kicked out of the Company!"
"..."
