The sheikh discovered a maid sleeping in his office right in the middle of working hours; but what he did to the young woman shocked even his guards đ¨
Sheikh Omarâs ruthless character was known far beyond the walls of his palace. He owned a huge company, several hotels, and dozens of houses, and hundreds of people worked for him. But his enormous wealth had not made him any kinder.
On the contrary, Omar demanded perfect order in everything.
He couldnât stand lateness, mistakes, and especially people who did their jobs poorly. If an employee received a salary from him, then in the sheikhâs opinion, every paid minute belonged to work.
Once, a driver was only seven minutes late and lost his job that very same day. Omar fired another employee for preparing documents incorrectly. Even the guards tried not to attract his attention unnecessarily.
That was why, when the sheikh unexpectedly returned to his office that evening, the two guards immediately realized that something bad was about to happen.
Omar entered the room and suddenly stopped.
A young maid was sleeping at his enormous desk.
Twenty-three-year-old Emma was sitting in a chair with her head resting on her folded arms. Beside her lay the cloth she had been using to wipe the furniture, while cleaning supplies stood at the other end of the desk.
The young woman was sleeping so deeply that she hadnât even heard the door open.
The sheikhâs expression changed instantly.
He slowly looked at his watch.
It was only four in the afternoon. Her shift wasnât over yet.
To Omar, something like this was almost a crime. He paid his employees well and believed that gave him the right to demand complete dedication from them.
The guards stood silently behind him, waiting for an order. They were certain the young woman would be fired immediately.
Omar stepped closer.
For several seconds, he simply stared at the sleeping Emma. Then he did something that shocked even his guards đ°đą The rest of the story can be found in the first comment đđ
The sheikh placed a hand on her shoulder.
The young woman flinched and suddenly raised her head.
When she saw the owner of the palace standing in front of her, she turned pale.
Emma immediately jumped to her feet and began gathering her things from the desk. She knew the sheikhâs character perfectly well and didnât even try to make excuses.
But Omar unexpectedly stopped her.
â How many hours did you sleep last night?
Emma looked confused.
At first, she remained silent, but then quietly admitted that she had barely slept at all.
It turned out that every evening after finishing her work at the palace, she traveled to the other side of the city, where she worked several more hours at a small bakery. Then, in the morning, she returned to the palace.
Omar frowned.
He asked why she had two jobs when her salary at the palace was high enough.
That was when Emma pulled a folded piece of paper from her pocket.
It was a university tuition bill.
A few months earlier, her younger sister Sophie had been accepted into a good university. She dreamed of becoming an architect, but the family didnât have enough money to pay for her education.
Emma hadnât told anyone. She had simply taken a second job and decided to pay for her sisterâs education herself.
For the past two months, she had been sleeping only three or four hours a night.
That day, her body simply couldnât take it anymore.
The guards exchanged glances, but the sheikhâs expression didnât change.
He took the bill and studied it carefully for several seconds.
Then he turned to one of the guards.
â Get the manager.
Emma lowered her eyes. She thought she was about to be officially fired.
A few minutes later, Michael, the palace manager, rushed into the office.
Omar placed the bill in front of him.
â Calculate Emmaâs salary up to today.
The young womanâs hands began to tremble.
Michael was surprised too, but he didnât argue. A few minutes later, he returned with the documents.
The sheikh picked up a pen.
Emma was already preparing herself to hear that she could never return to the palace again.
And that was exactly what Omar said.
â Donât come to work tomorrow.
The young woman closed her eyes, trying not to cry.
But then the sheikh added:
â And donât come the day after tomorrow either.
Emma looked at him in confusion.
Omar signed the document and handed it to the manager.
He ordered that she be given two weeks of paid leave.
But the real shock was still to come.
The sheikh looked at the university bill again and asked how many years her sister had left to study.
â Three years, Emma answered quietly.
Omar took out his phone and called his financial manager.
He ordered him to pay for all three remaining years of Sophieâs education.
The office fell completely silent.
Even the guards couldnât believe what they had just heard.
But Omar wasnât finished yet.
He turned to Michael and ordered him to change the rules for the entire palace staff. From that moment on, any employee facing serious financial difficulties could ask for help instead of secretly working at night and coming to the palace completely exhausted.
Emma stood in front of him, unable to say a single word.
Then the sheikh did something no one could possibly have expected from him.
He pointed toward the sofa in the corner of the office.
â Now go over there and sleep.
Emma thought she had misheard him.
Omar looked at his watch.
â Your shift ends in three hours. Iâve already paid for those three hours. So today, your job is to sleep.
For the first time in many years, one of the guards could barely hold back a smile.
Emma lay down on the sofa while the sheikh calmly sat at his desk and continued working.
A few minutes later, the young woman fell asleep again.
The next day, incredible news spread throughout the palace: the worst mistake one of Omarâs employees could possibly make had unexpectedly changed the rules for everyone.
But something else surprised people even more.
Three years later, the sheikh received an invitation to the grand opening of a huge new hotel in the city center.
The projectâs chief architect was a young woman named Sophie.
On the first page of the project, she had written a short dedication:
âTo my sister, who once fell asleep at work for my future.â
