At the Davison's Residence, Valerie summoned courage with the saucer and cup of tea she was carrying. Her mind was made up, nothing would stop her from having a word with President Ethan. Furthermore, her heart was racing. Would she lose her job after confronting him?
With her heart skipping beats, she stood in front of the door. All of a sudden, she lost all the courage she had summoned. She was still contemplating whether to knock on the door when the door was abruptly opened.
“Good… Good day sir” She stuttered, trying to hide her anxiety.
President Ethan glared coldly at her with his eyebrows puckered. He didn't say a word, but she understood him immediately.
Gulping hard, she reluctantly said. “Sir, your tea is here.”
“Take it in, and drop it on the table.” Ethan replied, and she
