Zein pov
"Sure, you could take the day off," I gestured with my hands, my voice low but audible to her.
She pursed her lips and nodded her head in courtesy. "Thank you, sir," she murmured under her breath.
I stepped aside and watched her leave.
Her movement betrayed her like someone who was frail and might fall at any moment.
I shoved my hands into my pockets to bring out my phone, then I texted Milan to catch up with Joan and ensure that she got home safely.
"Yes, boss," Milan's text popped up on my phone, and I swiped to dismiss the notifications.
I walked back to my office, then I saw Steven looking irked and disgruntled.
My fist clenched, and I was suddenly tempted to break off all his teeth.
Get a hold of yourself, man. I told myself, sinking my teeth into
