As it approached 9 o'clock, everyone chatting or exchanging greetings in the pantry returned to their desks, ready to start work.
After Enna Clark walked out of the Director's Office, she ignored the subtle glances from those around her and headed straight to Luna's desk.
Luna, caught off guard by her sudden approach, panicked momentarily before regaining her composure with a frown, swiveled her chair around with an impatient tone, "What do you want?"
Enna's usually gentle jaw tightened fiercely as she, without a word, raised her hand and slapped the arrogant woman across the face—
"Smack!" A crisp slap echoed throughout the Planning Department.
All eyes instantly turned in their direction.
Luna felt a sudden pain on her left cheek, she instinctively covered her face with her hand, as if in disbelief, stared at the petite woman in front of her, her face flushed red with anger, "You dared to hit me?!"
