Chapter 264 - Biting The Flesh (1/2)

”Excuse me,” Mimi said after clearing her throat. It was enough to snap Elsa from her stupor.

Taking a side step, Elsa bowed and apologized to every pair of legs that passed by her. She was simmering with anger that she didn't notice the elevator doors opening.

She felt a tap on her shoulder, and when she peered up, all she saw was the retreating backs of whom she guessed were big bosses in the Yang Corporation.

Boarding the elevator car, she pressed button number seven, so she could go down the seventh floor where the smoking area was.

From the elevator to her way outside, she was grumbling curses under her breath and it was evident that the entire time she was snaking her way out to get some air, Elsa was simmering with rage.

Earlier, she just came back from the loo when she saw the IT team hovering in her workstation. As she stepped closer, she saw them confiscating her computer.

She begged the pair of spectacled lads if she could get an important file but was met with cold shoulders.

Virus was a virus they said, and they didn't want to compromise the rest of the computer stations, leaving Elsa no room for argument.

Elsa blamed herself. She was a bit excited that she forgot to save an extra copy of the article she wrote in a flash drive.

To make matters worse, her workstation was the only place she saved the article, photos, and clippings she dug up in the past days.

It was a rookie mistake of her by putting all her eggs in one basket. She could make another article, but it won't make it in time before the Hope Gala when it was her target date.

She had an inkling that Olivia Lin and Prince Maxen would attend the Hope Gala. That was why Elsa intended to have that article posted before the event to create enough buzz and entrap the two into admitting their relationship.

None of what Elsa had in mind mattered now after all her hard work was locked away in a dark room with blinking green and red lights. And Elsa's chance of being the person to spill the first scoop about the two was turned into dust.

Kicking the innocent trashcan in the corner, Elsa dug her cigarette and lighter up from her pants pocket. She was halfway through the stick when she felt an overbearing presence beside her.

”Would you mind if I bum one?”

Elsa almost dropped her cigarette stick. Her eyes opened wide in shock. Standing in front of her was her idol, a multi-awarded news anchor known around the globe.

”Sure sure sure sure,” Elsa stuttered. She offered a stick, and held the zippo closer to the tip so her idol can light it up with ease.

”Don't tell others you saw me smoking,” her idol warned, to which Elsa replied with a triple nod.

Elsa stood guard as if her life depended on it. She never left her spot even when she was done smoking, afraid that someone might see her idol smoking.

She didn't bother to make small talk. It was obvious that her idol wanted some peace and quiet, so she just stood there like a good guard dog.

When her idol was done, she trailed behind as they sn.a.k.e.d their way back inside the building.

Stopping by the elevators, Elsa noticed a casting call glued on the wall which she failed to see earlier when she passed by.

'Integrity above all else.'

Elsa ran her fingers along the slogan, and she felt something ignite in her heart. It was her dream to become a news anchor that was why she applied at Yang Corporation right after university.

Her heart raced like a speeding bullet train, pushing away her devastation earlier for losing her article.

It had been a while since they posted an opening in the news room, and Elsa was hell bent to covet the position by hook or by crook.

”Interested? You can apply. You have the looks anyway,” her idol commented, eyeing Elsa from head to toe.

Elsa bit her bottom lip and bowed to hide her blushing cheeks. ”Thank you for your compliment,” Elsa responded.

The elevator dinged and the two boarded it. A soft jazz music played in the background as they were lifted higher above ground.

Else peeped at the digital counter and knew her chance of speaking with her idol was getting slimmer the closer they got to the News Team's floor.