16: Bad Blood

Fenella’s POV

Jessy knocked on Alan's office door on the third floor. As usual, after knocking on the door, he would immediately enter the office.

When the door opened, we immediately saw an unexpected sight. Kiara was leaning over Alan, who was sitting in a chair. Her one hand was trapping Alan in the chair, while her other hand was on Alan's blazer collar.

"Oh, sorry. We didn't mean—" Jessy stuttered and quickly tried to close the door again.

"It's okay, Jessy. Kiara was just leaving," Alan said with a wry smile.

"What? But our talk isn't over," Kiara protested to Alan.

"Yes, we're done. You're fired," Alan said, still with his arrogant smile.

"What? You're firing me?" Kiara stepped back from Alan with a surprised shriek.

Jessy and I were also surprised by Alan's words. We looked at each other without knowing what had actually happened.

"Yes, Kiara. I won't take back my words or reconsider," Alan said, rising from his chair and straightening his white suit.

Both of Alan's hands wen