In the afternoon, Kara sat at her work desk while supporting her head with one hand. Her eyes closed occasionally. Only when the phone rang did her back straighten.

"Good morning. Frank Harper's office. How can I assist you?"

"I pay you to work, not sleep."

Kara looked in a mirror in front of her. The CEO must have been glaring at her from behind the glass.

"Sorry, Sir. It's not my fault that I'm sleepy. You're the one who drained my energy. Don't you remember how I was panting and drenched in ...