It was another crazy day for Beatrice as she knocked on the door then turned the knob and walked in with a cup of coffee and a resignation letter in her hands.

She was leaving this damn job immediately. Her eyes glanced at Vanessa who was busy scribbling something on a notepad.

'The devil's schedule for today,' Beatrice's thought with a scoff.

She didn't even know her job any longer except to be making stupid coffees for this insane being sitting proudly on his chair as he stared at the ...