Dario’s POV
“Sir. Davin, please.. please accept my sincerest apologies.”
The manager’s voice trembled as she spoke. Her hands were clasped in front of her like she was praying to be spared.. well technically, she was. “Such insolence will never happen again. I take full responsibility for what happened.”
I leaned back in the leather chair, silent.
The glass walls of her office reflected her nervous face from a dozen angles. Outside, her employees whispered like insects behind the frosted divider, trying to catch a glimpse of the woman.. the reason why security had three of their customers dragged out in tears.
“It already did,” I finally said, my voice was calm and even yet it made her flinch.. “Fix it.”
“Yes, sir,” she stammered. “Of course, sir.”
Emily quietly sat beside me, stiff
