Chapter 5 Find Out her Identity

Limping slightly, Aaria walked into a sturdy skyscraper. The building occupied by the large company where she worked. Aaria had only been working at the company for a week.

She ignored the pain in her lower body.

Aaria glanced at the clock in her hand, there were only ten minutes left or she would be late. Aaria accelerated her footsteps. She didn't want to be late and get a reprimand from her boss, Mrs. Louis, who was notoriously fierce.

"Aaria, hurry up, we're almost late," Vania said. The girl was already in front of the employee elevator. There were already many people standing in front of it.

For a moment, Aaria looked doubtful. Ouch, how is this. the time is tight.

"That was close, ..." she said with bated breath. Two minutes to go. Aaria breathed a sigh of relief as her feet set foot on the tenth floor of the marketing division.

"It's a good thing we arrived on time. Otherwise we'd be finished, wouldn't we?" said Vania. She was in the same state as Aaria, a little out of breath because she had to run to catch up with time so as not to be late.

Aaria nodded. Vania's words were true. They both knew exactly the rules that applied in this company. If they made the slightest mistake, or even violated the rules, they would be fired dishonorably and could not sue for anything. Moreover, Aaria was new to the company.

Aaria and Vania sat down in their respective seats. She was accepted to work at this company thanks to her best friend. Luckily, she worked in the same division as Vania. Although, Vania is her senior or superior.

"Aaria, where were you last night. I was so worried about you." Vania grumbled.

"I'm sorry, I decided to go home last night. After a shower and a warm bath, I fell asleep until morning. I was almost late, because I woke up too late." Aaria told Vania.

"Thank God, I was so worried. I tried repeatedly to contact you, but your cell phone was never active."

"Sorry, Sis. I didn't mean to worry you." Aaria said regretfully.

"It's okay, I was just worried about you." said Vania. She started doing her work, as did Aaria.

"Aaria, can you help me?"

"What can I do?"

"Can you help me carry all these files to the meeting room!" said Vania.

Aaria knitted her eyebrows together. "Is there a meeting scheduled today?"

Vania stomped her foot in annoyance. "Gosh, Aaria. Don't tell me if you forgot." snapped Vania.

Aaria shook her head and shrugged. She had completely forgotten.

"Aaria, today I will be delivering a presentation. If my presentation is chosen to represent the division, then I will get a promotion and will be promoted," said Vania, linking her hands in front of her chest while closing her eyes.

Aaria looked at Vania's eager face.

"Okay, good luck, Vania. I'm sure you can do it," said Aaria, raising her hands up. She was encouraging her friend.

"Of course. You know, I've been looking forward to this opportunity for a long time. I've been preparing for this presentation for a year now, and you can do it the same way I did. Aaria, you know, this is how we get promoted a few notches. You have to be competitive. Submit your proposal to the marketing manager. It'll be hard because there's bound to be competition. But if you're good at what you say, then it's possible that your program will be chosen," Vania said with sparkling eyes.

Aaria nodded quickly. Although now is not the time for her to be like Vania. But she was grateful that Vania was willing to teach her.

Indeed, it was not yet time for her to think about the issue of positions. She had just started working. So she still had a lot to learn. Thinking about promotion, that's an extraordinary thing.

"For sure, I will work as well as I can and follow the company's rules. Adapt to the company's environment so that it will be easier for me to pursue my career in the future." Aaria said as she put the file in her hand and took it to the meeting room.

"But you still have to think about this, Aaria. Do you want to stay in this place forever? You have to be enthusiastic. Imagine what it would be like if you had your own room?" Vania said. Her hands were now busy organizing the report files that she would submit later.

Aaria looked around the meeting room. This room was not the main meeting room for the directors' meetings. Now they were in a meeting room for the marketing division that was devoted to marketing staff discussing important issues that would later be conveyed to their superiors.

You can imagine how busy working in this division is. Each person handles work according to their respective fields. There is intense competition implied in this room. And Aaria was quite self-conscious.

"Good morning,..."

Aaria and Vania simultaneously turned to the door. A young man walked up to them.

"Vania, are you ready?"

Vania shrugged. "As you can see, I'm very ready." Vania replied briefly.

The young man's gaze shifted to Aaria. "Is she a new employee?"

Vania smiled and nodded her head.

"Dean," the young man extended his hand to Aaria.

"Aaria."

"Hem... Vania, I'd better get back to my seat. Good luck, yes," Aaria said encouragingly.

"Thank you, Aaria."

"Nice to meet you, Aaria. Believe me, we'll be a great team in the future," Dean said. The young man's eyes did not blink at Aaria.

Aaria just smiled sweetly as she closed the door.

In the same place,

Dastan leaned his head against his oversized chair. All day long, he had to attend meetings as scheduled.

He felt his head, which had been throbbing non-stop. He had not been able to focus on his work for the past two days. The cause was the incident last night. Truly, this had greatly affected the man's activities.

Dastan reached into his pants pocket. Pulled out a identity card from the back pocket. Slowly, he began to read the name at the card.

Dastan's eyes did not blink at the name on the ID card.

"Aaria Harris,"

Dastan imagine Aaria's face. It was so beautiful and so innocent.

"That girl looks so innocent, but she acted like a bitch that night. Is it because of the stimulating drugs she took?" Dastan thought.

A pang of guilt in his heart for taking away the girl's most precious possession.

"I don't believe that you are still a virgin. But in fact, you are,"

Knock, knock, knock.

Someone knocked on the door.

Tom came in with the files he had to sign.

"Boss, all these files must be signed by you now," said the handsome blue-eyed young man respectfully.

"Alright, bring them here, Tom!" he ordered.

Dastan read through the files Tom handed him one by one. Dastan was like that. He had to read the files first before putting his signature on them.

A few moments later,

Dastan stood up from his seat after signing the important file.

"You continue your work, Tom. I'm going out to see Mister Johnson for a moment." Dastan said.

"Yes, boss," said Tom. The young man excused himself and left his master's room.

"I'd like to ask Mr. Johnson about what happened last night. Maybe he has a clue about that girl named Aaria Harris," Dastan said to himself.