“We need to get rid of her, Gerald!” Natasha exclaimed, running her fingers through her hair and pacing around his office.
She had a wild look of worry, limpid in her eyes. She placed her hands on her waist now, then she was running it through her hair once more and Gerald grew increasingly irritated by just watching her.
“Can you stop, Natasha?” he finally said, his tone laced with annoyance, “just relax and I will handle it. She is my secretary after all and I am sure that we can work something out, okay? You don’t even have to be in the picture.”
She stopped and glared at him, “I don’t? She saw my face that day! We need to make her scared, Gerald and then sabotage her position here in the firm. She can take us down very easily, we need to get rid of her,” her eyes darkened in a way t
