Feigned Indifference

The employees whispered among themselves, their tones dripping with sarcasm.

Desmond glanced at the food on the desk and told Stella, "Clean it up."

"Yes, Mr. Croft."

Stella briskly gathered the dishes and tossed them into a trash bin. Then, the security guards carried the bin away.

Desmond took a seat in his chair. He suddenly remembered how Cecelia used to bring him lunch.

Back then, Cecelia was