Ana's POV
Darius and Pauline had completely dropped their usual arrogant act around me.
Now they were forced to grovel and play nice.
I couldn't help but notice their clothes had lost that expensive sheen—the fabric looked like something you'd find at a discount store for a couple hundred bucks max.
Something must've happened to Watson Group.
The thought crossed my mind, but I kept my expression neutral as I faced the two people in front of me.
"Skye, don't let these two inside. If they try to push their way in, call the cops."
Skye was our receptionist.
Getting orders from the boss, Skye quickly stepped forward to block Darius and Pauline's path.
"You both need to leave. Otherwise, I'm calling the police."
With her sweet face and non-threatening demeanor, Skye didn't exactly strike fear into Darius and Pauline's hearts.
"How can you kick out paying customers?"
"Customers? You look more like troublemakers to me."
