“Yes, it’s the treasurer.”

“Come in.”

The treasurer opened the door to the study, only to freeze momentarily at the sight before him. He quickly composed his expression, though his astonishment was evident. Unsurprisingly, he carried yet another stack of documents.@@novelbin@@

“There are urgent papers that require your approval. Please review these first.”

“….”

The treasurer placed the pile he was holding onto her already overflowing desk and, to make room, moved some of the other papers to the floor.

So that’s how the papers ended up on the floor. Penelope found herself learning an utterly useless fact.

From that moment, Penelope began meticulously reviewing the documents. She told herself she was a paperwork-processing robot, which helped her focus better.

As she worked through the stack, stamping each document mechanically, she couldn’t help but dwell on her regret.

Ah, life was better when my parents were still here.

She found herself missing her family already. Perhaps the saying, “Cherish them while they’re around,” was true for a reason.

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