"In your mind, who do you think she is to me?" Nathan insipidly asked. Anyone who knew him immediately detected his mood from his tone but Mr Hayes was clueless. His eyes lit at the opportunity.
"You might think she's a humble, hardworking, smart and intelligent woman but you are wrong. She is sassy, feisty and savage, not suitable for a company. The only place she could function well might be amidst the hawkers, which is why I fired her," he shrugged, beckoning a waiter to fill his glass with wine. He flaunted a domineering attitude by which the waiter politely obliged.
Mercedes was frantic and couldn't hide it. She was about to speak when Vincent took the fort. After all, he was the one who recruited her. "Mr Legend, I dis-"
"I haven't authorized you to speak, Vincent." Nathan cut him
