Just like yesterday, Nelson had arrived hours late to work today.
"What do you want, Mr. Thomas?"
He sauntered in as obnoxiously as usual, except this time, his arrogant face filled me with anticipation.
The more arrogant you are now, the more satisfied I'll feel when I finally knock you off your high horse later. I smirked to myself.
"I heard you've been a part of this company for at least six years now. You must've made quite a bit of money from it, huh?"
"What do you mean by that, Mr. Thomas? Shouldn't you already know how much my monthly salary is? Moreover, I founded this company with my good friend, Mr. Kennedy, so you could say that half of it belongs to me anyway. However, a rat recently came in and arrogantly stole a portion of it," he jeered. The hidden implications in his
