The Bank’s Secret Scandal

Summary

“Yesterday I deliberately spilled coffee all over her. She didn’t even dare make a sound, hahaha.”

Laughter drifted out of the break room.

They didn’t bother lowering their voices. I sat at my desk and heard every word clearly.

“You bully her like this, aren’t you afraid she’ll complain about you in Vice President Hart’s bed tonight?”

“I just think she’s dirty.”

I lowered my head and continued processing a customer’s transaction.

The teller window couldn’t be left unattended, so they deliberately refused to come switch shifts with me.