"Aah!" Beatrice yawned for the sixth time, and tap her left palm continuously over her mouth. She blinked her eyes severally just to drive away sleep.

She leaned closer to her table, sorting out the important files that Ben will sign first thing in the morning.

Her eyes darted to her wristwatch on her left hand and saw that it was past six, almost close to seven in a few minutes.

"Goodness, I need an energy drink," Beatrice muttered to herself, her eyelids felt so heavy, but she still ...