Chapter 117: Red Envelope
As the day melted into twilight, warm golden rays from the setting sun streamed through Athena’s expansive office window, sprinkling a soft glow around the room. It was as if the sun itself was sending a gentle reminder that the workday was coming to a close.
Athena, seated at her desk, felt the caress of those sunlit moments touch her skin, and for a brief instant, she lost herself in the serene orange hues that filled the horizon.
A wave of relief washed over her, mingling with exhaustion as she assessed the clutter before her—a mere five patient files awaited her attention.
Just five! She thought with a sense of optimism, believing she could take them home and complete the work there.
Gathering the files with their test results, she slid them into her large tote bag, stood, and stretched, the cracking of her joints echoing in the stillness.
"Time to register at a gym," She mused to herself. These sounds were telltale signs her body was sending, urging her to take better care of herself. Perhaps she could ask Zane for workout suggestions.
Not wanting to forget, she quickly texted him before hefting the bag onto her shoulder, preparing to head home for a well-deserved meal and a restful night. For fortune had smiled upon her —Gianna had sent her a text minutes ago with an image of prepared food. Suprisingly, her friend had finished from work earlier today.
However, fate had its own plans.
Before Athena could take another step toward freedom, her phone chimed, announcing an incoming call. Anticipating it to be Zane, likely teasing her about her lack of gym attendance, she silenced the call and pushed through the door.
Outside her office, the twins were busy helping Ciara sort through some files—her assistant was also preparing to leave for the day.
"Thank God, Doctor Athena... I was debating on whether to knock on your door or not, considering you’ve been locked in for the past four hours," Ciara said, halting her task and glancing up.