Saddie took a deep breath, gathering her courage. "I know I haven't been perfect, but I'm willing to work hard and improve. Please, I'm desperate. I need this job to save my brother's life."
Andrien leaned back in his chair, studying Saddie intently. "I'll give you a raise on one condition," he said slowly. "You have to go out with me."
Saddie's heart sank at the proposition. She had been trying to ignore Andrien's inappropriate comments and advances since the day they met, but now he was using her brother's illness as leverage to get what he wanted.
"I can't do that, Andrien," she said firmly, her voice shaking with anger. "I won't compromise my self-respect for money."
Andrien's expression turned dark, and he leaned forward, his eyes blazing with fury. "Fine, then you can find another job. I'll make sure you never work in this town again."
Saddie's heart raced as she gathered her things and stormed out of the office. She couldn't believe what had just happened. She had stood up for herself and her family, but it had cost her the only source of income she had.
As she walked down the street, she saw a Help Wanted sign in the window of a small bookstore. It wasn't the glamorous job she had hoped for, but it was a job nonetheless. She walked in and asked to speak to the owner.
To her surprise, the owner was a kind, elderly woman who welcomed her with open arms. "I've been looking for someone to help me out around here," she said, smiling warmly at Saddie. "What kind of experience do you have?"
Saddie explained her situation and her limited experience, expecting the woman to turn her away. But to her surprise, the woman offered her the job on the spot, saying she could train her.
Fortunately for Saddie, her new workplace was free from Andrien's toxic behavior. The bookstore was a quiet and cozy place, and the owner treated her with respect and kindness. Saddie was grateful for the job, and she worked hard to learn the ropes and assist customers with their book purchases.
One day, as she was shelving books in the back of the store, she heard the bell above the door jingle. She looked up to see Andrien walking into the store, a smug look on his face.
"Well, well, well, look who's working at a little bookstore," he sneered, looking around. "You must have hit rock bottom."
Saddie felt a surge of anger and fear, but she refused to let Andrien intimidate her again. She stood up straight and faced him squarely.
"I have a job, Andrien, and I'm proud of it," she said firmly. "Unlike some people, I don't have to resort to blackmail and harassment to get what I want."
Andrien's face turned red with rage, and he took a step forward. But before he could say anything, the owner of the store emerged from the back room.
"Is everything all right here, Saddie?" she asked, her gentle voice cutting through the tension.
Saddie took a deep breath and nodded. "Everything's fine, thank you. I can handle it."
The owner gave her a small smile and then turned to Andrien. "I'm sorry, sir, but I'm going to have to ask you to leave. We don't tolerate that kind of behavior here."
As the owner left, Saddie took a step back from Andrien, not wanting him to touch her. But as she did so, she lost her balance on the stool and began to fall.
Andrien quickly stepped forward and caught her by the arm, pulling her back up. For a moment, they both stood there, their eyes locked together.
But then Saddie pulled away, her face flushing with embarrassment. "Thank you," she muttered.
Andrien didn't say anything, just glared at her for a moment before turning to leave.
But before he could go, Saddie spoke up again. "You know, Andrien, I used to think you were just misunderstood. That maybe you were just lashing out because of your own problems. But now I see that you're just a bully."
Andrien stopped and turned back around, his expression furious. "You don't know anything about me," he spat.
"I know enough to know that I don't want anything to do with you," Saddie said firmly. "So why don't you just go back to whatever hole you crawled out of and leave me alone."
Andrien opened his mouth to say something, but then he seemed to think better of it. Without another word, he turned and stormed out of the bookstore, the bell jingling above him.
Saddie took a deep breath and leaned against the bookshelf, trying to calm her racing heart. She couldn't believe that she had just confronted Andrien like that, but she knew that she had done the right thing.
As she stood there, lost in thought, the owner of the bookstore came back over to her. "Are you all right, Saddie?" she asked, concern etched on her face.
Saddie nodded, still feeling a little shaken. "I'm fine. Thank you for stepping in earlier. You didn't have to do that."
The owner smiled kindly. "Of course I did. I won't let anyone treat my employees that way."
Saddie felt a surge of gratitude towards the older woman. She had never had a boss who had looked out for her like that before.
Saddie's phone rang. She took out phone from her pocket and answerd the phone. Tears stormed her eyes and she ran from the shop as fast as she could to go to the hospital to see his brother.
The owner watched Saddie run out of the store, her heart heavy with concern. She knew that Saddie's brother had been sick for a while now and she couldn't imagine what the young woman was going through.
Later that day, Saddie came back to the bookstore, looking exhausted but relieved. "How's your brother?" the owner asked softly.
Saddie sighed. "He's stable, for now but doctor said that It is very necessary to operate it and it will cost a lot of money.
"How much"Owner asked. "20 million dollar" Saddie replied with no life in my body.
"May I help you?" Someone said from behind.