Now the canteen was filled with the staff members to the brim. Some were already eating, while some were waiting in the queue to be served. Edwin, who had joined the queue too, yelled out to Madam Abigail, “Madam Abigail, how many times has the General Manager molested you?”

“No. He has never molested me.”

“Do you know anyone he has molested?”

“I think you should ask someone.”

When she responded, she pushed her pouted mouth at the lady sitting opposite her, who was fiddling with her phone. Now, everyone's attention was on the three. They knew they were the General Manager's staff that were mimicking the reporters’ questions just...