Zach POV
I watch my nephew's mouth moving rapidly as he yammers on about the girl. All I can think is the audacity of this prıck.
Mary wants to hire Kerris Hart. I've been sitting here, trying to come up with a reasonable excuse to get her to reconsider that decision - an excuse that won't make her wonder why I wish to avoid Beta Joseph's daughter.
My anxieties about having the girl around seem to be fading away now. Thanks to her fücking boyfriend standing in front of me, yapping about why I shouldn't hire her.
The guy can tell that he's wasting his breath, but he keeps talking, anyway. Once he's done naming names of "more qualified" people, I say to him,
“Get out! Keep your personal shıt out of my business. Don't ever waste my time like this next time. Out!"
When Mary said my nephe
