The elevator reached the ninth floor of Nadine's office. Everyone was nervous and sweaty, as if they were running for their lives. Camellia walked slowly as she reached Nadine's secretary's desk and found her about crying. "What's wrong?!" Lena's entire face was completely red.

She was trying hard not to cry; known in the office for her humble personality and her plus-sized short body that gave her the look of a twelve-year-old with her perfect natural redhead curls and colorful big round glasses she always wears that gave her unique, unforgettable look.

"Everything messed up... she is furious, and I don't know what to do!" Lena blubbered. "I tried to fix it without getting her involved, but I couldn't."

"Calm down, go wash your face and I'll talk to her," Camellia said. it. Hopefully, she could calm the beast. inside who she could hear her loud voice from behind closed doors. She knocked on her door and opened it to find Nadine standing in the middle of her office. Talking in a high angry pitch, not paying any attention to anything else.

Camellia entered and sat on a chair in front of Nadine's desk. "Finish this damn project before the end of the year!!" she never heard Nadine this angry before. "what! Now you realize that we have a problem! We had one year to finish! But now we only have two weeks!!" Nadine screamed, which made Camellia jump a little. Camellia whistled shrilly. Nadine glared at her; Camellia smiled and pointed at the coffee. Nadine moved her eyes and continued her call.

After painful ten minutes of yelling, Nadine hung up the phone and sat on the chair across to Camellia. "Hey, angry bird," Camellia said with a big smile, trying to change the mood. Nadine smiled at her. "what happened here?"—she put sugar in her coffee — "everyone is running, and you made the poor girl cry!"

"Who?" Nadine said, raising her eyebrows.

"Lena, is it Adam who makes you yell at everyone?"

Nadine stood up suddenly. "Did she cry?" she asked. Camellia answered her and waited for Nadine's answer about Adam.

Instead, Nadine left the room and went to check on Lena. After five minutes, she got back to her office. "Hey, I asked you a question. Are you okay?" Camellia asked.

"Yeah, great," Nadine said, holding her coffee.

Camellia held her hand and said, "I'm serious."

"I'm fine really," Nadine said while resting her back and took a sip of her coffee.

"I want you to tell me the truth, and I know all of it is overwhelming. It's okay to open up your heart and tell me how you feel—"

"I am fine. Nothing is overwhelming, but this coffee needs sugar."

"—you're not okay! You were screaming hard on the phone and you're furious."

"It's the norm of my job, packets?" Nadine said and opened her hand, waiting for the extra sugar packets. Camellia had extra packets inside her bag; she always carried some with her. She likes intense sugar taste any time she drank coffee counter to Nadine, who only drank it black with no sugar.

"Don't lie to yourself"—Camellia took two sugar packets from her bag and put them on Nadine's opened hand — "what happened yesterday turned you into this angry yelling person."

"No, I'm always an angry yelling person in here. It is just how it works," Nadine said and put sugar in the coffee.

Nadine took a sip and looked at her phone, expecting a text, while Camellia eyed her suspiciously. "What the hell happened to you?!" Camellia snapped, looking deeply into her eyes.

Nadine frowned and looked at Camellia, who didn't blink. "Two days ago, you looked like you're about to explode and now you look fine! You're even putting sugar in your coffee!" Camellia sounded surprised.

"You don't want me to put sugar in my coffee? Because I'm sure you have more in your bag, or you don't want me to be fine?" Nadine said deadpan.

"What's wrong with you?!" Camellia shouted. "I need an explanation now!" she said, pointing at her angrily.

"About what? It just two sugar packets." Nadine took another sip of her coffee.

"I'm not talking about the damn sugar. It's about what happened yesterday! You left my house and supposedly heading home. But you went to the airport, and you didn't even tell me. Yesterday I kept calling you, but your phone was off all day!" Camellia said.

"I told you I was going to the airport and yeah, I went to meet Liam," Nadine explained calmly.

"Liam! Our Liam?!" Camellia said and frowned.

"I don't think we know any other Liam." Nadine held her phone, writing a text.

"And?"

"Nothing, we just hang out and I came back," Nadine said calmly; that always made Camellia angrier.

"So, you went to Liam and talked to him and not me!" Camellia said and gasped.

Another ten minutes had passed with Nadine writing a long text and Camellia staring at her. Nadine finished and put her phone on her desk and looked at Camellia. "Blink Camellia," Nadine said and laughed at Camellia's unusual reaction.

"Don't act like that," Camellia said, still not blinking nor changing her seriousness.

"Like what?" Nadine sneered.

"You just went to his shoulder to cry on and not me!"

"Who said I even cried on his shoulder?" Nadine said, laughing.

"I'm disappointed, you went running to Liam and not me,"—Camellia rested her back — "why do you prefer him over me?" she blurted out. "you know him for only two years. I know you all your life," she said and pointed at herself.

"I remember nothing before the accident; so technically I know you for only eight years," Nadine said in a deadpan tone and shrugged.

"You don't remember, but I do!"

"Really? Can you recall any childhood memories we had together?" Nadine said and raised one of her eyebrows.

"Well..." Camellia looked at the floor and opened her mouth for ten seconds, trying to remember. "No, I can't recall anything now, but of course, we had childhood memories together. We're cousins, for god's sake."

"I doubt it... we don't even have any pictures when we were young. I mean I think I have ones with my brothers but not with you... wait, I don't have any pictures before the accident, not with you or anyone,"—Nadine shrugged her shoulders again — "I don't think I ever saw any childhood pictures for neither of us... that's odd."

"Maybe the pictures were lost in the accident," Camellia said, looking more relaxed.

"Even yours? I was in the car alone... probably we're aliens," Nadine said.

"No, you're not that cool to be one." Nadine smiled and looked again at her phone. Camellia took a sip of her coffee and remembered her anger over Nadine running to Liam. "hey! don't change the subject. I'm still mad."

Nadine laughed; she knew Camellia would never get jealous, especially with Liam. Nadine got up and head to her door, calling for Lena to get her the number of the company's lawyer.

Camellia's phone ranged; it was her mother. "Where are you? Your shift is about to start," Layla said from the other side.

"At Nadine's office, I'll be there on time. Papa signed for the new equipment, right?" Camellia said and waited for her mother to respond, but she heard her talking to one maid.

The maid called Layla informing her about a mystery box arriving at the main door of their house. The maid sounded confused when Layla asked her who put the box there. She said a man was already walking away when she saw the box, but he halted and turned. He told her to give the box to Camellia and then gave her a white envelope and immediately left without looking back.

Her mother asked her if she ordered anything, which she did not and felt odd when her mother told her about the maid, though the delivery man looked suspicious. "I ordered nothing," Camellia whispered after she hung up.

"Did you say something?" Nadine asked without looking at her.

"No,"—Camellia put the phone in her bag — "so, what did you do to make Lena cry?"

"You know the project we have for the Sweden company?" Camellia nodded. "well, some morons ruined it, they didn't follow the exact designs for two buildings and I'm pretty sure the Sweden company is going to sue us," Nadine said while checking some work papers.

"Does your father know about it?"

"Oh yeah! I have been in this mess since yesterday," Nadine sneered, and her office phone ranged.

"I have to go; my shift is about to start," Camellia said while heading to the door. Nadine waved at her and started the phone call in the same high, angry tone.