"Who's really the vicious one here? Sophie Harper, return my phone to me."
Elara Don's pretty face was icy as she moved to snatch back her phone.
Sophie let out a light sneer and quickly dashed behind Vinny Hawke.
Vinny stared at Elara's furious little face, his lips curling slightly.
She leaned in slightly, whispering in a voice only two people could hear, "Elara Don, this is your warning. Remember, here, crushing you is as easy as crushing an ant. If you're smart, resign and leave quietly."
Dare to talk back to her?
She'd show her a thing or two!
Seeing Vinny's arrogant expression, Elara was so furious she clenched her fists.
"Miss Hawthorne, I'm a perfumer sent by Lionne Group, upright and aboveboard, unafraid of scrutiny. Yet you, just because I contradicted you a couple of times, resort to such underhanded means to drive an employee away. Aren't you worried you'll chill the hearts of the company employees if word gets out?"
Why should she leave?
