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chapter 61
Tracy coughed violently, waving her hand in front of her face to disperse the thick smoke. “You are disrespecting me and this site!.—I'm your supervisor! How do you expect to get anything done like this?”. Randall smirked, flicking ash onto the ground. “And what do you plan to do about it? You are just stepping on my nerves. Maybe I should just resign. Unless Mr. Dylan take your place, I am not doing it again!”. Mathew chimed in, crossing his arms defiantly. “Yeah, I might just do the same. This whole situation is a joke. You think we need you to tell us how to do our jobs? Please.” The head laborer, a burly man named Frank, nodded in agreement. “We can’t keep working without Randall. If he goes, we go. You are not our boss, Tracy; we don’t have to listen to you.” Others nearby laboure
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