Chapter twelve.

Fred walked towards Elena, his steps firm and steady like he had a purpose, his face stoic and eyes cold, his jaw clenched and unclenched a few times before he stood right in front of Elena.

“Who do you think you are"

He asked through gritted teeth, his voice was low but audible enough for her to hear every word.

“Am not some luggage that can be passed on as you wish”

He squint his eyes and raised a brow, bending his head a little he said.

“you’re right, we’re not compatible"

He straighten up after saying those word and turned around, walking back to his office as Elena gawk behind him.

Elena went to her desk and sat down, her head hung low.

“I knew this mouth of my will cause me trouble one day"

She muttered, shaking her head she looked up to see the ladies she was talking with earlier at one corner laughing.

Her eyes dimmed as she stared back at them with daggers in her eyes.

“Hmm"

She sighed.

“what’s the point, I just hope he doesn’t kick me out before I finish my task"

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