something else. But I refuse to ruin my weekend thinking of her and our snobby boss. Mr. Crawford is the most arrogant person I‘ve ever met. Every

wants to see how my first week at work went. I arrive and pay the taxi before walking to Carson’s mansion gate. The security guard lets me in the

ie says. She’s one of

you doing today?” I ask

? I heard you got a job. I am so

t, and th

Crawford is waiting f

say, heading to

tatues with lovely flowers planted between perfectly trimmed grasses. I fi

ear. He cringes in fear, but once he

d, you scare

e plan,” I s

doing, dea

great, and

eek at work?” he asks. I try my best to ma

I hope he can’t see through it. I don’t want to tell Carson about how my f

aking things difficult

o you have nothing to worry about.

ifficult for you in the office, but I’m glad I was wrong. I’

st. I don’t want to come between them just because Jas

f you don’t mind,” I say, maintainin

head,

you hire me?” This question has been on my mind all week.

etary. The company is expanding; he and Vivienne can’t

to reduce the workload for both of them, they don’t assign m

e says,

*

lan her death. I walk inside the building and greet Nora on my way to the elevator. While in the elevator, I can’t stop thinking about how Nora looked at me

d it’s already bad enough when I’m not late. Once I’m done making coffee, I walk to Vivienne’s office to deliver hers and then to Mr. Crawford’s office to drop off his. I knock on the door and wait for him to s

I greet while placing

owning a minute ago? Is he bipolar or something? “How was your

ask because it seems he wants to make co

f yours was good, it’d explain why mine was so sh

d with the change in his behavior and how he continues com

ly as he continues coming closer. He only stops when my back hits the w

is. I wish I could push him away or tell him to step back, but I’m not that foolish. He’s angry

’s been making things difficult for you at the office? That I

her anything about work last

smile on my face while talking about work, but I didn’

knew everything that happened last week. And

on Saturday. But I didn’t tell

me to beli

s why I didn’t. Even after I lied to him, he still found out. Carson must’ve scolded his grandson, and that’s

ingers and look at me?” he shouts.

tiful, and I can see myself getting lost in them. They’re pulling me

ers in front of my face. He caught me daydreaming as I was staring in hi

ut, but I didn’t tell him,” I say, hoping he’d

s was your plan,” he say

g a breath I didn’t know I was hold

e. He looks like he’s thinking about somet

n. You never plan

with how this is related to

any. Ha! You’ll have to kill me before you ca

?” I ask, not be

you’re

n’t do anyt

in my office threatening my p

’t fire me. I’m not here to th

e my office before I call

d is never going to trust me. He’ll always believe I’m after his money.

surprised. It was either he make my life living hell or fire me. I should be happy he fired me, but it