Just noise
Author: Ore-ofe write
last update2025-10-29 21:48:02

Andrea walked into the building, silent and composed as ever, his face unreadable. The moment he stepped through the main hall, the noise dropped by half. People lowered their voices, glancing his way, then pretending to type as if nothing was wrong.

But the air was thick — full of speculation, envy, and half-baked rumors that had spread like wildfire since yesterday’s scene.

He could feel the stares burning into his back.

He didn’t need to ask to know what they were saying.

That he slept his way up.

That Miss Maria, the CEO, had “special interests.”

That the slap from Mrs. Evangelia was proof something dirty was going on.

Andrea exhaled quietly and kept walking.

When he reached his desk, three interns — all of them too curious for their own good — exchanged nervous glances before one finally spoke up.

“Um… Mr. Andrea?” the first one began, pretending to look innocent but failing miserably. “Can we… ask something personal?”

Andrea didn’t even look up from his laptop. “No.”

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