Graeme’s ire grew, even as his heart lurched in his chest. They had been about to harm Macy. The protective rage he felt growing surged but he held it back from showing. The last thing they needed was for everyone to find out that he was interested in a Macy.
All of the employees had quietened down immediately at the presence of their employer. Some of them shot Macy dirty looks that she ignored.
“I distinctly remember asking you all a question.” Graeme barked. His anger grew with every passing second that went without his question being answered.
Finally, a staff member cleared her throat before speaking sheepishly, “Well, sir, the issue is…”
“Do not waste my time.” He growled.
“I apologize.” The woman replied meekly. “As I was saying, the issue originated from Miss Sands, your…
