Here’s the translated and localized version of the passages, incorporating the confirmed character names and other details: On the first day of work, intern Luna Chase added her mom to the group chat. “We’re working,” her mom said. “Luna can’t even use the bathroom, so take good care of her.” “We’re getting takeout,” her mom said. “Luna can’t eat that junk. Aren’t you cooking? Why not make her a meal too?” “We’re working overtime,” her mom said. “Luna has a weak constitution; don’t let her do any heavy lifting.” Finally, after three grueling months of my probation period, I thought I was free. Just when I thought I was liberated, Luna and her family showed up outside the company, holding banners and surrounded by the media. They accused me of exploiting employees and claimed I had a bias against women. They even said I intentionally gave Luna black coffee to cause her to miscarry. In an instant, I was nailed to the cross of workplace bullying. To salvage its reputation, the company fired me. I ended up losing everything, having to pay her $1.3 million in emotional damages. I was chased and harassed online, fleeing to the streets in a panic. Cars whizzed by, and after a deafening crash, all that remained was a pool of blood on the pavement. When I woke up again, I found myself back on the day Luna started her job.
“Come on, everyone! I’d like to introduce our new colleague.” “This is Luna Chase, our new intern. This is Sabrina Quinn, the Marketing Manager; she’ll guide you for now.” The HR rep led the new employee into the office. When I saw Luna timidly standing at the door, my blood ran cold, and I felt like I was about to explode! Luna Chase! The killer who had caused my tragic death on the streets. I struggled to suppress my excitement and slowly composed myself. At that moment, I realized— I had been reborn! Time had reset to the day Luna started her job. I forced a smile to make my expression seem natural. “Luna, I’m Sabrina; you can sit next to me for better communication.” Luna looked nervous, her voice trembling slightly. “Y-yes, thank you, Ms. Quinn.” Watching Luna unpack her things, I found it hard to focus on work. “Ms. Quinn, could you add me to our department’s work group?” Her words jolted me back to reality. In my previous life, on her first day, I had added her to the marketing team group, which didn’t include the CEO or the Marketing Director. Because I said there were no outsiders in the group, she immediately added her mom. That was the moment I fell into a tragic path. The marketing department had two groups: one was the Marketing Work Group, which included the CEO, the director, and some leaders from other departments, although they rarely chimed in. The other was Marketing Hub, which only included marketing colleagues, and I was the highest authority there. I pondered for a moment, then opened my phone. I added Luna to the Marketing Work Group. This time, I wanted everyone to see the antics of this bizarre mother-daughter duo. Just like in my previous life, after adding her, I said, “There are no outsiders in this group; it’s mainly for arranging work.” Luna nodded obediently. I checked my phone every few minutes that morning. Sure enough, it wasn’t long before the group showed, “Luna Chase added Clara Bloom to the chat.” Good! Good! Good! From today onward, I would closely observe how this heartless mother-daughter pair would create chaos.
During lunch break, I went to the break room to heat up my meal. As I was catching up on a show, I overheard two girls chatting nearby. “Did you hear? Our manager just said there’s a weirdo in the marketing department who added her mom to the work group.” “Ha! That’s gone viral! Her mom even said her kid can’t use the toilet, so everyone should take care of her.” “That’s hilarious! I’m going to stroll around the marketing department this afternoon to see who this giant baby is.” I suddenly snapped back to reality; I had turned on do not disturb for the Marketing Work Group and missed the exciting drama. Sure enough, when I opened the chat, the latest message was from Clara Bloom. “Luna can’t even use the toilet, so you all should take care of her.” But the only response was an awkward silence. Clara didn’t give up and @mentioned everyone. However, she wasn’t an admin, so she had to type “@everyone” herself. In my previous life, her mom had only acted up in our small group. This time, I wouldn’t go easy on her; if she wanted to embarrass herself, let it be in the big group. The office was buzzing with a strange atmosphere in the afternoon. Luna, however, seemed completely oblivious to her mistakes. Her qualities as a mama’s girl were evident. “My mom says women shouldn’t wear short skirts; that’s just asking for trouble.” “My mom says women who get their nails done are vain; only plain girls get noticed.” “My mom says just get by at work; women should focus on getting married—marriage is a woman’s true career.” “My mom says women who wear makeup lack confidence, unlike me; I’m naturally beautiful.” “My mom says…” So that entire afternoon, the office was overshadowed by “my mom says.” What she didn’t realize was that while we appeared calm, the Marketing Hub was already in a frenzy. “Seriously, does this person have a brain? Did HR hire her while asleep?” “Ugh, we’re so unlucky that she’s in our department during her internship.” “Well, it’s me who’s really unlucky! During lunch, she pulled me aside to teach her how to use the toilet! Even with a smart toilet, there are instructions on it! Did she really miss nine years of education?” “Just endure it; she looks like she’s struggling to get hired anyway.” I watched the lively chatter in the group and joined in the roasting. In my previous life, I thought Luna was just starting out in her career. Out of kindness, I tried to look after her. But unexpectedly, she turned around and accused me of workplace bullying. That deadly black coffee wasn’t even given to her by me. She had sneakily taken it when she heard I bought expensive black coffee while I was on leave. But no one expected that cup of coffee to cause her miscarriage, which indirectly cost me my life. I had seen Luna’s greedy nature in my previous life. She was a genuine journalism graduate. She appeared low-key, sincere, and humble in daily life. But at 3 PM, during afternoon tea time, Luna turned into a ravenous beast and rushed to the break room. In full view of everyone, she returned to her desk with a bag of snacks and yogurt. While others took a little at a time, she made a spectacle by taking a whole bag. Even the admin raised an eyebrow when passing by. As a result, that afternoon, the company group sent out a notice banning employees from taking large amounts of snacks at once. It was clear to everyone that this was aimed at Luna. But she seemed completely unfazed.
I brought my own lunch to work every day. Some colleagues ordered takeout, while others went out to eat. Just a few days into her job, Luna started complaining. “Sabrina, the takeout near our office is so expensive!” I didn’t even look up. “Well, you can go out for lunch to save on delivery fees.” “We’re in the city center, and a bowl of noodles costs over twenty bucks! Ugh.” Seeing I wasn’t engaging, Luna dropped the subject. She typed away at her computer. Not long after, Clara Bloom chimed in the Marketing Work Group again. “Luna can’t eat that junk! @Sabrina, don’t you cook? Could you make her a meal too?” Before I could respond, several notifications popped up in the small group. I opened the chat to see my colleagues brainstorming how to reply. “Sabrina, just ignore her; is she out of her mind, thinking her daughter is a princess?” “But she @mentioned you, and not responding isn’t great. Maybe just say you’re busy.” “I can’t believe Mr. Stone and the others haven’t noticed there’s such a weirdo in the group!” I looked up from my computer to see my colleagues watching me sympathetically. Then I @mentioned Clara in the work group. “Mrs. Bloom, I do cook daily, and my monthly food costs about $3,000. You can transfer the money to my account, and I’ll cook an extra portion for Luna.” After a long pause, Clara finally managed to respond. “Are you eating gold? How could it cost so much?” “Mrs. Bloom, I’m particular about my meals, so I buy high-quality ingredients. If you’re looking to save money, Luna can always eat in the company cafeteria.” “The cafeteria? Forget it! Your company is heartless; who knows if the food there is safe?” Her comment shocked everyone. Finally, the administrative director could no longer sit idle in the work group. “@Clara, I’m the administrative director here at Summit Enterprises, and I oversee the cafeteria. If you don’t have concrete evidence that the cafeteria food is problematic, I can sue you for defamation!” “Also, could @HR Director Ms. Grant look into why there’s a family member in the work group? This violates company regulations.” In the next moment, Luna’s mom was kicked out by HR. It was clear that Luna was finally realizing there were some big shots in the group. Her face flushed as she leaned close to me, questioning. “Sabrina, didn’t you say there were no outsiders in the group?” I purposely raised my voice, “Exactly, no outsiders; just our company colleagues.” Luna was at a loss for words and quietly returned to her desk. I thought I wouldn’t have to deal with her mom anymore. But then, unexpectedly, her mom tried to add me on social media. I ignored it, but she sent me ten requests throughout the day. Eventually, I got annoyed. I placed my phone in front of Luna. “What does your mom want? Why is she trying to add me?” Luna maintained her frail expression. “Mom’s just worried about me. After all, I just graduated, and she’s afraid I’ll get bullied.” I slammed the table. “If she’s worried about you getting bullied, why let you come to work? Staying home would be much safer!” Luna didn’t expect my outburst; her eyes turned red, and tears streamed down her cheeks. At that moment, a soft voice came from the corner of the office. “Isn’t her mom just showing concern? Sabrina, why are you so upset? Everyone understands what it’s like to be new; it’s just adding someone on social media, it’s not a big deal!” I turned to see it was my arch-rival, Isabella Hart from the Business Department. In my previous life, when I was being cyberbullied, she had added fuel to the fire online, claiming to be my colleague while spreading my supposed misdeeds. It was her interference that led to my unjust dismissal. She even revealed my home address to online trolls.
Thinking of this, a mischievous idea sparked in my mind. “Isabella, you’re such a kind person, so thoughtful.” I turned to Luna, grinning. “Did you see that? Isabella is so nice; she even wants to add your mom on social media!” Luna’s expression brightened as she tentatively asked Isabella. “Ms. Hart, you’re so nice! I’ll tell my mom to add you right away!” Isabella’s smile faded, and she awkwardly replied. “Uh, sure, just give her my social media info. It’s normal to look out for each other since we’re colleagues.” After a moment, I noticed Isabella was busy responding to messages. This time, the deadly black coffee fortune was on her side. Since Isabella had Luna’s mom’s contact, they started getting close. It felt eerily similar to how I had previously suffered. To show her concern for the intern, Isabella began bringing lunch for Luna every day. Even when passing by me, she couldn’t resist throwing a jab. “I’m not like some people, cold-hearted and indifferent to the struggles of interns.” A few remarks were fine, but she never seemed to tire of it. So, I dropped a few hints to Luna. “Isabella lives on Westfield Avenue too; it’s on her way home. She drives alone to work every day, so it must be pretty lonely on the road.” With my comment as a pretext, Luna’s mom told Isabella that evening to drive Luna to work every day. She justified it as needing someone to talk to for safety. Isabella wasn’t pleased, but morally, she couldn’t back down. After all, she had already made a big show of it. Luna had been working for a week, and I started assigning her some simple tasks. Like booking a hotel and coordinating with vendors, among other things. In my previous life, Luna had barely done any work during her internship. It wasn’t because I was particularly kind. It was because she had graduated without even knowing how to make a PowerPoint or properly format a Word document. But this time, I wasn’t going to spoil her. So, when the marketing and business departments had a trip planned, I handed her the task of booking the hotel. I figured that booking a hotel was something even a middle schooler could manage. Who would’ve thought that when our two departments arrived at the hotel Luna booked, we were met with embarrassment? “On a $400 travel budget, you booked a $200 room?” Isabella lost her usual softness. Luna stammered in silence. “Even if you booked a $200 room, at least pick a chain! You booked a freakin’ themed hotel for this trip?” We stood at the entrance of the room, helplessly staring at Luna. This was just the first room. A pink heart-shaped bed. Next to it hung nurse outfits, police uniforms, maid costumes, and even black latex. In the most prominent spot was a large transparent acrylic box. Inside were various suggestive toys that made everyone blush. We all stared at Luna, waiting for a reasonable explanation. Her sincere response shocked us all. “Isabella, I’ve stayed at this hotel with my boyfriend, and I thought it was pretty nice.”
I looked up to the sky in disbelief. Whatever happens, I’m no longer responsible for Luna’s workplace woes. “Luna, do you even have a brain? How could you book a place like this! Tell me how we’re supposed to stay here!” “Right now! Immediately! Go book another hotel! A chain one!” Isabella was genuinely angry this time. But Luna didn’t seem to care. Faced with Isabella’s grim face, she felt wronged. “Why are you being so mean? My mom said you promised her to take good care of me! It’s just booking a hotel; you all can do it yourselves. I’m going to find my boyfriend!” Luna pouted, shed a couple of tears, and walked away. In the end, we had to find another hotel, and it took us until 11 PM to settle down. For the next two days, Isabella wore a dark expression and didn’t smile at Luna once. I thought to myself, this was just the beginning. Some people are naturally selfish, taking your kindness for granted. When we returned to the office, the next morning, Isabella walked into the office alone. Normally, Luna would be right behind her. It looked like Isabella was really upset this time. At 10 AM, Luna still hadn’t arrived. Finally, just before noon, a middle-aged woman burst into the office. “Isabella Hart! Come out here!”
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