Chapter8

#Chapter8

Sandal POV:

I glanced at my watch and stood up. The whole day, Sir Ahmed didn't give me any work, nor asked me to make coffee.

Is mad at me?

I don't get it if he is angry then why didn't he say anything? Have I broke some sort of rules or did something I shouldn't have? He has been giving me the silent treatment since we came back from Mr Arshad's office. His behaviour was quite unprofessional and why he was bothered by a kid?

Speaking of him, Fahad was really something, it was unbelievable how easily he angered him and I never thought that he would really come just to pick me up.

Lost in thoughts, I walked outside. The whole floor was empty, only Mr Ahmed and I the only ones left. I prayed Maghrib and made a cup of tea for myself, didn't even bother to ask him. Not wanting to make any noise, I came back to my office quietly. Putting my cup on the table, I leaned back to my seat and closed my burning eyes.