My Boss Becomes a Pocket-Sized Man

9

Time went by day by day. When I went to bed every night, I thought it was great that Verne was still so tiny. But the next morning, I would hope that he would have reverted to his normal size.

He hadn't been to the company for a long time. Many employees in the company were secretly discussing if he had been murdered.

If it weren't for the fact that he had voice chats with everyone, people would deem him as missing and I would probably be the prime suspect.

However, I didn't see Cobb Howey in the past few days. I heard that he was delegated to take charge of the project in the western suburbs.

Wasn't the project in the western suburbs about to be given up by the company?

It seemed that I had misunderstood Verne.

When Miranda came to my company to see me, I was just about to get off work.

"Miss Bellina, let's have dinner together if you're free."

After all, we were business partners. I couldn't refuse it, so I had to dine with her downstairs.