Chapter Five
Hi guysss we're back to team James and Annabel. And I'm Sorry I'm late and sorry this chapter is short too!!
I'll make it up to you in the next chapters!!
Annabel P.O.V
After office hours I called Kristen. I needed to speak with someone. I was at the very edge of losing my job because I couldn't deal with the situation wisely.
“I'll be at your apartment in ten” she responded hastily after hearing my sobs as I tried to speak.
Oh thank goodness. Kristen has been there for me from the very first day I started working for Mr Kerl.
She'd fill in for me when I fell ill and counsel me being an older woman when James drove me nuts.
It's difficult to stay sane with Mr Grumpy, he's pro at getting people mad. But not me, I am as smart and very resilient as he is and I make sure he has a taste of his own medicine.
You may be wondering why so audacious. I have known Mr Kerl for a while and I know he's not ready to fire me.
Call it pride but I'm super competent, I'm sure he hasn't worked with my caliber in years! I mean there's a little fear that lingers somewhere in his heart.
Few days ago, I left for home after job was all done.. well he said I could leave but I didn't check in to tell him I left.
And the next morning
“You left without a notice yesterday Ms Shelrinder. Why?” He raised a brow looking sternly at me.
“You asked me to” I replied.
“And you didn't think to reconfirm if I needed you to do anything before you left?” he raised his voice but caught himself halfway trying to control his temper.
“Well if you needed me to work, you could have called!” I responded sharply.
“Oh wow, am I the boss now or are you the boss?”
“Your incompetence is getting out of hand, I must say” he scorned.
“Excuse me?” I asked shocked
No response
“You think I'm incompetent?” I asked again
At this point he lowered his gaze a little and softened his already hardened facial expression.
“Look, all I'm saying is let me know when you're leaving” he said trying to ease the painful words he spoke earlier.
Too late
I nod and as I turned to leave soberly he called out
“I–I’m s-sorry. I didn't mean it like that” feeling more sober.
I nod, trying to respond.
“Look we have a meeting with the Sincter Group at Vaura meet and greet hotel” he said adding to fill the silence.
“We could go there and thereafter have lunch is that okay?” He pleaded asking to make it up to me.
That's how I know he might never fire me but now I'm not sure anymore.
The door bell rings
Kristen is here.
“Heyy” she said as I opened the door, embracing me wholly.
Now my sobbing has reduced.
“What happened? I saw you leave in a hurry” she queried.
I nodded still thinking of how to explain to her what happened.
“Talk to me, Annabel.” She urged me
“Mr Kerl will fire me” I blurted.
That's not how I wanted to start but nice one anxiety.
“What?”
“No, he won't.” She replied.
“Why?” She asked after a little more silence.
“I slapped him because — because he-he tried to kiss me” I said quickly and hid my face in the sofa.
There was a long silence.
“He tried to kiss you?” She asked for clarity
“Yes, it was an arguement and I was going to leave after he said some unpleasant things to me and the he draws me closer and tries…” I start crying again as reality hit me again that i might be losing my job.
I thought of my father for a split second as I reminded myself to call the doctor to track is progress.
If my father is back and alive, to hell with Mr Kerl!
Kristen watches me for a long time and says
“What do we do now?”
“Do you want me to make sure he never does that again and you still keep your job?” She asked with seriousness.
“What do you plan to do?” I asked almost sarcastically.
“Oh many things!! Many many things.” She said quickly her gaze narrowing in a dangerous manner.
“I think I'll just leave” I whispered.
“No. You will resume work tomorrow like nothing happened and I will deal with him” she said now getting on her feet.
“Where are you going?” I asked confused.
“To set someone's head straight” sighing
“Don't think about it too much and rest. I'll see you at work tomorrow” she said as the closed the door behind her.
Oh she acts like my mother.
I miss her—my mother.
