C152 Just How Lucky Was

Behind us, dozens of eyes widened. The moment we disappeared around the corner, the office exploded. “Did you see that?” “She held his hand!” “Wasn’t she the girl from the rumors?” “No way.” “I thought she was just his friend.”

Alex nearly jumped out of his chair. “Bright!” Bright immediately appeared beside him. “You saw that too, right?” “I saw everything!” The two looked as though they had just witnessed the biggest event in company history.

Soon curiosity spread throughout the department. People began asking questions. Who exactly was Alicia? Where did she come from? How was she connected to Mike?

As employees started digging around, an even bigger revelation emerged. Someone from the Information Systems Department spoke up. “Wait…” “You don’t know who she is?” Everyone turned toward him.

He lowered his voice dramatically. “That is Alicia Mooney.” “So?” The employee stared at them as though they were idiots. “Police Minister Mark Mooney’s daughter.”

Silence. Complete silence. Then chaos erupted. “What?!” “The Minister of Police?” “You’re joking.” “No wonder nobody dared touch those rumors.” “Oh my God.” “Mike actually knows her?” “Not only knows her.” “She was holding his hand!”

The gossip spread from one floor to another.

Within an hour, almost everyone in the company knew. Some were jealous. Some were impressed. Some simply couldn’t believe it.

Meanwhile, Alicia, Chris, and I sat together in the café completely unaware of the storm raging inside the company. Chris was busy complaining. “You two walked too slowly.”

Alicia immediately pointed at me. “Your brother was walking like an old man.” I nearly choked. “Me?” “Yes, you.” Chris looked between us and shook his head.

For some reason, seeing the us argue made him feel strangely relaxed. Little did we know, throughout the company, one question was being repeated over and over again. Just how lucky was Michael Smith?