Even though a million questions raced through his mind, Paul knew this wasn't the time to ask them. Panicked, he grabbed Justin's arm and yelled, "Mr. Miller! I was wrong! I won't do it again! Please, let me off!"
"Let you off? You've targeted us over and over, even trying to set us up at the club. There's no way we're letting you off!" Laura snapped, her voice trembling with anger. The memory of her past humiliation came rushing back, and tears streamed down her face.
Just last week, he had threatened her, assigning her an impossible five-million sales quota and warning her that if she didn't meet it—or sleep with him—she'd be fired. The helplessness and shame she had felt were indescribable, and now all those emotions poured out in tears.
No one hated Paul more than she did. He deserv
