Chapter 65 - President (4)

"Finally!" Nida exclaimed, after she let out a long sigh.

She feels relieved after reaching her table. It took her a long time to reach her table as she had to deal with Ms. Aileen the moment she entered their office, and talking to her took an hour.

After putting her bag down, she stretches her neck to check if Manager Bungal is present. She needs to prepare herself as she expects her manager's loud scolding. She was an hour and a half late to work, as she felt embarrassed that even the manager wouldn't come to work this late.

"He was out in the field," her co-worker shared with her, even though she was not asking, but it made it pretty obvious that she was cautiously looking for their manager.

The office was quite empty, which made her taciturn coworkers speak out.

Nida's least favorite person to be alone with is Luis. He is the kind of worker who is not talkative and lets others do the talking instead. He usually wears his white headphones as his long hair is tied in a bun. His face seems like an average person, but his dark circles in his eyes seem to be so dark as if he was up at any time playing a game without rest.

"Oh, sadly, I was planning to ask for an apology for my tardiness." She stated that while she appears dejected, she is internally dancing because she knows that no fatty manager will shower her with saliva.

"You can talk to him tomorrow." He went back to looking at his monitor and talking to her without looking at her. His actions are kind of rude, but everyone in the department is used to Luis's behavior.

"Why? Does his work in the field take a long time to finish?" She persisted in her inquiry, noting that Luis appeared impatient.

"He went to the accident site. That's eight hours of driving from here."

"There was an accident?"

"Yes, our delivery truck hit a tanker truck. It exploded, and there was a fatality. "

"Oh my! Someone died?"

"Unfortunately, yes. This is a serious case, which is why Sir Randell and Sir Rudy went there too. Some other assistants will also be coordinating with the legal department. That is why our office will be empty these days. The majority of us will be out in the field." 

"Then what should I do? I wasn't ordered to do anything." She asked, as she also wanted to ask her coworker why he was also left inside the almost empty department office.

"You and I will be doing all the paper work since everyone else is working hard to work outside in this weather. But Ms. Mildea, I don't like talking at work, so let's just split the work. " He once made a loud grunt to get up from his chair.

He took a hug box from the desk next to his table and pulled out a stack of documents.

He divided it into two that needed to be processed as he put half of them on his table and just weakly pointed at the files he left on the table.

"I'll work on this. You take care of that." He bluntly said and started to take care of the half he had taken.

"Okay, thanks."

Even though Nida smiled at him and didn't complain about the work she needed to do, in reality she was cursing internally as she tried to pick up the eight layers of thick delivery files. The books were so thick that they weighed 12 kilograms together. 

Nida couldn't take the books in one go because she is not strong enough to carry twelve kilograms of heavy things. Her body remained skinny and pale, even though her divine powers made her feel extra healthy.

Also, she is unable to use her dust because it was misbehaving not long ago.

She patiently took the books by twos from the table where her lazy coworker had placed them. That is why it took her time to take the papers on her table from the table, which was four cubicles away from Nida.

"Ugh!" she grunts as she rests her shoulder once she finishes taking the books off her table. She internally cursed multiple times toward her coworker, who let her alone to walk back and forth in heels while carrying books in her hand.

She looked at the time and wished it would run faster so she could go home immediately. She scoffed at her own thoughts as she remembered that she had just arrived late and was thinking about living off work even though she hadn't done work in the first place.

Tik tok, tik tok, tik tok

The ticking of the clock made her suffocate at the drowning sound of time.

She then stared at the empty seat next to her and thought of Randell, who was working hard on the field.

She feels a bit empty that Randell is not beside her. It's their first day as a couple. It's too bad that they won't be together this time.

'I should be thankful that I don't have to be out in this heat.' She tries to convince herself that she is in a better situation than those who are working hard under the sun.

She stopped thinking about other things and just focused herself on finishing the document processing.

"Knock, knock, knock"

The knocking was not done by hitting the door, but instead it was a voice.

The two looked at the little girl who was peeking her head out the door.

"What are you doing here?" Nida stood up and hastily took the kid out of the door.

It was the same kid that knocked on her window.

Nida is now aware of the identity of the little werewolf, but she is still wary of her sudden appearance.

As she observes the adorable but dangerous child in front of her, various questions come out of her head.

questions like:

What is her purpose in following Nida.

Is she a werewolf as well?

Does being born of werewolf parents turn you into a werewolf as well?

Does the president know that his child is following her?

"Am I not allowed to enter my father's workplace?" The child answered with a grin.

Nida has no idea what is causing Monica's evil grin and remains unconcerned because she assumed that small children would be harmless, especially since she is still a pup, and that it would be simple to deal with her if she became hostile.

"Then what do you want from me?"

'I thought Randell ran after her? Did he just go off to work without settling our issue with this child?'

"Mommy and Daddy are busy!" she cutely said as she opened her arms as if she was asking to be carried.

Nida reflexively reacted to her action and picked up the five-year-old wolf and carried her in her arms.

"I am hungry!" the kids said in a whining voice.

If the child were normal, Nida would react like another human to the child's statement, but she is not. She is a werewolf pup. Nida thought that being hungry is something not normal and thought that maybe she's impaled to something else like being hungry with human flesh.

"I can buy you anything. Just tell me what you like." She said this as she panicked and became paranoid. But of course, these chaotic emotions remain internally as she succeeds at not showing her own emotions by just maintaining her scowling face.

"What food do you like?"

She inquired politely, attempting to overcome her apprehension.

"What else do you expect me to eat?" Monica's response was too vague and made Nida's head ache.

"Fruits?" she tries to answer, despite knowing the correct answer. But it's the answer she badly wants to avoid.

"No!" Monica shouted, as she was about to throw a tantrum.

"Let's not play a guessing game and just tell me what it is. I can give you anything if I can. OR should I bring you to your father's office?" 

As she tried to find the answer to Monica's hunger, Nida started to think about the characteristics of the werewolves.

Werewolves are known to feed on live flesh. If a werewolf loses control, he or she can go on a killing spree, devouring humans and anything else in their path. Werewolves enjoy fresh meat in their wolf form, which usually comes in the form of rabbits, deer, or birds. Werewolves are superb hunters with keen senses and reflexes. Werewolves have huge canines, which means they are meat eaters.

Her mind runs around, and she thinks a lot of extra things as she panics.

She just needed to think of the food they needed to eat, especially since she needed to feed her now. Randell never shared it with her, which is why she doesn't exactly know.

There is one idea for her to answer, but she doesn't want to spit it out because it scares her so much.

"Meat? I know you like meat. " She decided to respond anyway, and upon her response, Monica's evil grin appeared and asked her viciously.

"What type of meat?"