Andres Pov.
I didn't expect a better reaction, but I still felt insulted by the fact that she raised her voice at me.
I hadn't expected her at the door, looking up at me with her overly cute emerald eyes, and I had blurted out nearly immediately to evade the awkward silence, but that still doesn't mean she should reply like that.
“You do know who you are talking to, right?” I asked, trying to hide the anger in my voice.
“That doesn't fùvking answer my question, who the hell did you call phony?” She asked me again, and I resisted the urge to yell back at her.
“I am Andres, the real estate broker, and your boss!” A normal lady would have stopped after that, but she is far from normal.
“And I am Minnie Mouse, wanna keep going?” She asked me, and I scowled.
“You're fired,” I told her im
