64. MONIQUE'S POV Desmond is sitting behind his desk with his legs crossed and a glass of wine in his hands doing nothing, absolutely nothing! I clench my fist to stop myself from getting outraged. "Why the hell did you lock me out?""I'm so sorry, Sir. I tried to stop her... Let me get her out of your office." Clark says struggling to send me out."It's okay, let her stay." Desmond says, raising his hands. "Excuse us." He waves Clark off. Clark tightens his face in a frown, adjust his suit, glares at me, hits my shoulders and walks out.I just shake my head and laugh. When the door clicks shut, I turn my full attention to Desmond. "Why the hell did you cut my manpower, seize my samples, then sit in your office doing nothing and refuse to attend to me?""Watch your language, Monique." "Are we back at this?" I ask."We never left it." He says through gritted teeth and looks away.Wow, he's really pissed he won't even engage in my silly banters. "Yes, I'm just about leaving, but I ne
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