Chapter 20. I Should be Happy

June POV

I rush to the elevator like I’m running for my life.

The elevator is slow. So damn slow.

Can you move any slower? Seriously?

By the time I reach my floor, I’m panting, and to my dismay — his office is empty.

Shit.

I scramble to my desk, fingers flying, flipping through papers like a madwoman.

Nothing.

“Shit,” I breathe, sinking into my chair.

He took it. He actually took the file.

Mr. Grande is about to address the Business Support Team with a presentation full of typography errors.

I’m done for.

My career is already over before I even get a chance to file a complain to Mr. Paul.

Maybe I should seriously reconsider my earlier conviction — about surviving this internship.

By the time I reach the conference hall, the door is half-shut and a voice is already speaking inside.

It’s too late.

My heels tap too loud against the marble as I slip in, hoping to disappear into a seat.