Alexander remained silent, clenching his fists, showing his feelings through his eyes.
Smack!
Tracie slapped Alexander hard across the face, pointing at him as she spat: “Trash! A worthless piece of garbage like you dares to threaten me? I am the Director of Public Relations at Welsh Max Corporation. What do you think you have that compares to me?"
"So what if you’re the Marshall’s son-in-law? You’re nothing more than a dog Eleanor keeps around, and you actually think you deserve respect?"
Tracie ranted like a bitter woman, her words filled with malice.
Alexander's expression changed, feeling wronged after receiving the slap, anger boiling inside him.
He said: “So what if you're the Director of Public Relations? Do you believe that with just one word from me, you’ll be fired?"
Traci
