OUTSIDE FRED'S COMPANY

Natalie stepped out of her sleek Benz with a confident air, adjusting her coat as a smug smile curled on her lips. She took a deep breath, surveying the grand building in front of her.

"Home sweet home, Freddie," she muttered to herself, a quiet triumph in her voice.

Her heels clicked sharply against the pavement as she approached the entrance, each step deliberate, echoing in the cool air. The sound of her heels reverberated off the walls, sending a ripple of unease through the workers nearby.

"Go to work, morons!" she shouted, her voice laced with authority.

The employees froze, flinching at her harsh tone, quickly...