The Arrogance of Joy

With this thought, I immediately called Monica to inquire about the coat. She gasped in surprise, "Oh my goodness, I completely forgot, it's still at the dry cleaners!"

"No problem, I'll pick it up myself!" I hung up the phone and was about to get up when I realized I didn't have Joy's phone number.

I sat back down, opened my computer, and tried to find Joy's contact information, but my search was fruitless. It seemed he really wasn't a significant figure at Wise Horizon Group; otherwise, his details would not be so hard to find.

Reflecting on his demeanor, I recalled that his presence and aura were quite exceptional. But then again, in a company as prestigious as Wise Horizon, even a regular employee wouldn't be anything less than impressive.

While I was still pondering how to find Joy's contact, George called, asking me to come to his office. I got up and left.