The fluorescent lights of the corporate office hummed softly overhead, casting a harsh glow on the polished marble floors of the executive hallway.
Outside the glass-walled conference rooms, employees rushed back and forth with files and coffee cups, ignoring the building tension in the air.
Elena stood near the elevator lobby, her hands resting protectively over her gentle baby bump as she waited for the corporate counsel.
Elena: I just need to drop off these quarterly financial statements before the board meeting begins.
Colleague: Be careful today, Elena. Emily has been looking for any excuse to cause trouble since morning.
Elena: I've done nothing wrong. The audit reports speak for themselves, and management knows it.
Emily: Is that what you call a report? It looks like a pile of garbage pushed together by an amateur.
Elena: Watch your tone, Emily. These documents were approved by the senior partners yesterday afternoon.
Emily: Approved by people who are too blind to see how incompetent you really are in this office.
Elena's heart raced against her ribs as she clutched her folder tightly, sensing the sudden hostility in the narrow hallway.
She tried to step around her coworker, but a sharp movement blocked her path before she could take another step.
Elena: Let me pass right now. I don't have time for your childish games today.
Emily: You're not going anywhere until you learn who actually runs this floor.
Inside a modern American corporate office with a subtle American flag displayed, a fair-skinned American woman in a tweed blazer kicks a pregnant woman in a light blue dress beside a spilled cup of coffee[cite: 1].
SFX: Kick impact, gasp[cite: 1]
Elena stumbled sideways as the sudden blow caught her off guard, sending her tumbling onto the cold tile floor.
Will anyone step in to protect her and her unborn child from Emily's cruel and vicious assault?