81. You're Not My Type

“You're insane if you think I'm going to do anything with you,” I said, my anger rising like a storm. “I can’t sit here and listen to all this.”

I stood up hastily and started walking towards the door. Nathaniel called out after me, but I didn’t care. He ran to catch up, grabbing my hand. I yanked it out of his grip and slapped him hard across the face.

"Don’t you dare come near me, or I’ll get a restraining order!" I shouted, tears streaming down my face. The bodyguards at the entrance looked like they were going to block my way, but when they saw my expression, they quickly stepped aside, clearing the path. I stormed out, heading straight to the car where Brenda was waiting in the driver’s seat.

As I got in, slamming the door behind me, I could hear Nathaniel yelling at the bodyguards, scolding them. “If you ever let that happen again, you’ll lose your job!” His voice faded as Brenda started the engine. I slumped in the front seat, still fuming with anger, my hands shaking.

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