CHAPTER TWENTY FIVE: The Rat

"These designs are somehow flashy. Don't you see the ones I sent to you? And I heard from the person I sent to you that you definitely said you do not have ‘some’ of the designs, not all. But looking here, I can't seem to find any that look like what I ordered, so why did you lie?”

"I'm very sorry, ma'am, but it seems there's misinformation somewhere because I actually told her that we do not have all the designs, but we got something similar."

"I trust her. She definitely reported what she heard, so I'm sure you’re the one hiding something here."

"Ma'am, there is no way I would do that. If the design is available, I would definitely..."

“Team leader, there’s trouble," Liam, one of my teammates, said, rushing in and breathing heavily.

He bent his back with his hand on his knees as he tried to catch his breath, and I wondered what he meant by that.

"What are you talking about? What stupid trouble?" May yelled at him while he took his time to stabilize his breathing. After a while, he ro