Eleanora pov
Seeing how my boss glared at me before walking out made me wonder if I had ever done something wrong to him. His stare was as sharp as the tip of a knife. I wanted to protest, asking him why—what happened—but my voice couldn't give me the chance. Ethan had been good to me as the perfect boss I could ever work with, having a change in character all of a sudden got me puzzled. Now, sacking me without a reason doesn’t give me any light on the situation.
“Sir… but…" I stammered under my breath, but Ethan wasn't even listening. He got on the elevator and descended the building without giving me any chance of speaking.
What could I have done? Was it the leave I took? Or had I done something that led the company to make this decision over my job? But everything was good before I l
