All Chapters of The Art of Hating You: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

The elevator doors opened, and Sara and Madison entered it. Austin strutted in just as the doors were about to close, his presence taking over.Smiling in the morning, Madison said good morning to him. "Nice morning, Sir."Sara sat there silent, eyes on the elevator floor. She did not even see Austin.Sara's snub made a point, and Austin's ego stung a little, seeing how he looked at her eyes narrowly. Since her boss had set this example, he was just used to being respected and admired by his subordinates. It was a silent dare by Sara, subtle as hell though, and Austin did not like it.Every bit of tension was released as Austin's voice was in a condescending tone. “You should know how to respect your boss, Sara,” he said, his eyes flashing with irritation.Sara snapped her vision upward, the fury in his eyes pressing against hers like a cold, heavy hand. She could still feel the words he had said to her yesterday, the tinge of pain ringing just underneath her skin.Sara swallowed her c

Austin was against a floor-to-ceiling window, cityscape right out. His shoulders were back, tight with frustration, jaw clenched. Christopher smiled wickedly as he approached the room."Still over Sara?""You know what she did," he replied in a conspiratorial, hushed voice. "Listen, man, you are AUSTIN REED. Since when do girls have power over you? And by the way, she's not silencing anyone like the women you so often... You know."Austin's eyes narrowed, still staring outside. "The day that girl is gone out of my environment will be the peace day," he said with very little struggle, deadly venom in his voice.Christopher chuckled. "There will be a day. You'll have to stall until she screws up or resigns. You can't sack her, Austin. Not guilty."He puffed on his cigarette, his eyes now angry. Austin was. "I will soon make her do that," he said in his mind.“So anyway, how about we eat some lunch? You are so much grumpier when you wake up empty, as there's no meal for mornings—at least

Christopher sauntered down the hall; saw Sara at the elevator with a box. He strolled up to where her, eyes expressionless and curious. "Where are you off with that box?" he asked, pointing to the boxMaddy (walking behind Chris), “She believes that you and Mr. Reed are going to fire her for her actions today, so that she is leaving on her own schedule.”Christopher's eyes met Sara's, a twinkle of amusement in them. Who told you I was gonna fire you? he coaxed in a grave voice. Come on, no one is going to fire you because you said so-and-so, the durn jerk he definitely is—arrogant. He laughed dully and chuckled a little. "And yep, an ass hole sometimes," he murmured almost inaudibly.Her face lit up with a smile, and she got the face of relief and thanks at the same time. Chris got the stare of Maddy, who was looking at him in an "Aww" sort of admiration.He said, "So, go back to your desk and help Rachel with the project. That's your boss telling you," He winked at Sara and she replie

Just before the meeting time, the room was empty and scarcely anyone came in meeting room. Chris got on a conference table as he talked on the phone, Austin stood near."Maddy, Can I get a coffee here?" I need a caffeine jolt before this meeting happens.” Chris asked.Maddy nods and hurries out of the conference room to get Chris his coffee. As she walked out, Sara made herself one last minute recheck on her laptop and projector stuff. She scanned her notes as she got out a stomach dropped realizing she had forgotten to take the project report on her desk.Sara was understandably panicking, barged back into the meeting room to drag the report from wherever Hadley had stashed it. She walked out and Austin, walked into the meeting room with only Sara's laptop. Austin quickly smirked as he watched Sara's laptop screen in a slight smile while still connected to the projector. He immediately dashed to the laptop and started typing something on G****e. He left the tab open, shut down his lap

With each passing minute, Sara was starting to lose patience with that laptop. She had even searched through every trick on her mobile internet, every troubleshooting tip she knew, and none of it seemed to help. She felt like she was about to cry, I was going to lose all her work and have to start somewhere else.Desperate for help, there was a knock on the door right when she was about to throw in the empty cup. Expecting one of her coworkers or even Austin, Sara looked up. I was surprised when it was Kevin with the friendly grin etched into his face.“Hey Sara, I saw you were still in here and thought I’d pop in,” he said, his voice cheery and concerned. Do you need my help?But Sara faltered for a moment; unsure if Kevin should ask or not. And then she glanced at her laptop, stubbornly not working and lowered her head in a nod. "Yep, I need your help may be.”Kevin walked over and his eyes were comparing the laptop he was looking at. “Is that so?” he questioned as he bit down on his