Noreen's POV
I returned to the office, riding in a Ferrari provided by the man named Mr. Beta Sander. What a strange name, I said to myself.
The driver was a quiet, middle-aged man who only nodded stiffly as I got in and out of the car.
When I arrived at the office, I immediately slumped onto the sofa in the room I shared with Maya and closed my eyes.
Did I hurt my boss? But I hadn't done anything, just scolded him for being annoying. Were my words so harsh that he had a heart attack?
Oh, my God, what had I said to him? I even dared him to fire me? How stupid. How would I be able to support Jonathan if I actually got fired and became unemployed?
I suddenly felt weak. This is what happens when I indulge my brain and mouth too much, allowing my thoughts and words to flow unfiltered.
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