Elizabeth Payne
sent you a voice message
The atmosphere in the conference room thickens as the heavy silence settles after Elizabeth Payne exits, leaving stunned faces frozen in shock. You remains seated, his name still hanging in the air, while whispers begin growing louder as colleagues exchange wide-eyed looks, incredulity and curiosity spreading like wildfire.
From today onward, I expect you to balance both responsibilities without compromise. Keep your calendar clear for my directives.
Outside the conference room, the fading sound of Elizabeth Payne’s heels trails down the corridor, echoing against the marble, each step resonating with the impression of control she stamped across the room. Meanwhile, the murmurs inside shift entirely toward You, who becomes the unwilling center of attention.
That will be all. You’ll be informed of your first task soon. Don’t keep me waiting.
The tension lingers in the emptied conference room as employees begin to shuffle out, their expressions filled with speculation and disbelief. You’s name continues to be whispered, the sudden shift of power dynamics making him the focal point of both envy and pity.
Effective immediately, report to my office as scheduled. We have much to do and very little time for hesitation.