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you sir" "It is lunch break; would you mind me taking you out for lunch?" Daryl asked tentatively, his eyes silently pleading for a yes. "I do not think that is appropriate. I will just have my lunch in the cafeteria. Thank you, sir" Chelsea stood up cautiously and bowed her head before swaying out of the office. Daryl caressed his jaw, tossing and turning his tongue playfully in his mouth "A golden opportunity; one I will be sure to grab" ~~~ The cafeteria was noiseless and scanty to Chelsea's surprise; she had been expecting a noisy, every food group kind of cafeteria. She walked over to the serving counter and ordered her meal; Spaghetti and Bolognese sauce, before settling into a seat at the far end of the big room, scanning through the vast room in awe. The table shook abruptly with the force at which it was pushed and Chelsea looked up into the eyes of two young women. She had no idea what she had done and was confused as to what brought them over. "If you don't mind," one of the two asked and sat on a chair opposite hers while the other pleased herself by taking the empty seat beside Chelsea's. The grimace on their faces made Chelsea a lot more worried. Chelsea picked at her food, occasionally glancing in their direction. They kept on the smug look, turning their forks in their meal. Her fork hit her plate with a metallic clang, expressing her frustration. "Is there something you wish to say?" She finally spoke to them, feeling the most uncomfortable look on their faces. The lady in a long denim skirt and gray floral blouse scoffed and let her fork down with another huff "Wish? How rude. Let's get one thing straight, we are your seniors here, it does not matter whether you are the CEO's assistant. Okay?" she paused briefly, scanning Chelsea's face as if to read her emotions and notice any hint of disrespect, before proceeding "I would like to say this personally because I believe that you will not be an exception from your predecessors" Chelsea sighed and stared right in the eye. Her defensive instincts rose at the distasteful attitude of the lady, she had no idea what had prompted her attitude but it was displeasing to her. "Do you have a problem with me? If so, just say it and stop going around in circles" Chelsea scoffed and took a sip from her soda. She was trying her best to speak to he