“What will we do if he really killed himself?” With his arms crossed and eyes both pinned on me, Sir Atlas unbelievingly asked. The whole hour he’s scolding me, I was just polishing my fingernails before I counted all the money I got from my customers earlier. For all the years I’ve been here, it’s not a surprise if I act deaf in front of him. “Hey, Gia?! There’s even a video of that incident spreading on the internet,” he blabbered. I looked at his eyes, blankly. “Are we done?” Sir Atlas already knew he won’t get any explanation from me so he just nodded. “By the way, I need you to compensate for the mess you lit up last night,” he added. “You can fire me if you want,” I replied and stood up. But before I could step my feet, Leila, the receptionist of The Blue Apple, entered the room, and seems like she’s looking for someone. “Yes?” I heard Sir Atlas ask. "Sir Felix is asking for Gia,” Leila said and smiled sweetly. My brows furrowed in an instant. “I’m busy!” I instantly rea
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