As soon as Krystal arrived at the office, I, who was now double-checking the financial report she had requested, greeted her. My boss still looked beautiful and elegant as always, nothing had changed, except that I felt she was keeping her distance from me. It made me more aware that I wouldn't stay close to her for long.

Who would continue to employ an employee who frequently had drops in performance? Just thinking about it made me sad. So sad that it would require a cube root to express it.

"Anya, can we discuss something?"

I stood up promptly. Earlier, when she just smiled in response to my greeting, she...