How Dare You Fire Me Does Your Father Know Novels & Stories

His gaze flickered to Dante’s man, full of distrust. “I’m fine, Dad. Don’t worry about me,” I lied. The truth would break him. I took a deep breath, steeling myself. “We need to talk about the fire. I think if we can prove you didn’t start it, Dante might let me go.” Dante’s man snorted, a smug grin on his face. I shot him a glare that silenced him instantly. My father sighed, his shoulders slumping. “I don’t know, Lucia. Everything happened so fast. I heard gunshots, knocked over a keg, and suddenly, there was fire everywhere. I didn’t have time to think—my only thought was getting out alive.”

“I trusted your judgment. And this is how you repay me?” “I didn’t invite her to do that.” “She’s your assistant. You set the tone.” I looked down. “You’re better than this. Or at least, I thought you were.” There was a long silence. My father took a deep breath and walked over to the window. “You’re going to fire her,” he said. “Now. No excuses.” I didn’t argue. “I already drafted her termination package last week,” I said. “I’ll send it to HR before lunch.”

As much as it feels like I’m swallowing hot nails just sitting on the truth, I have to endure it a bit longer. My reply seems to satisfy him, because then his eyes are softening and he lets out a heavy sigh. “You’re not off the hook yet, Mor.” My heart skips. But not in the way it used to when he called me “Mor” like I was the only one in his heart. What a load of horse crap. “We try again tomorrow night.” He says. “That’s not going to work. Your father fired me.” “He what?” I fold my arms. “I told you. I spilled it all over him. It’s a miracle my head is still attached to my shoulders.”

I have waited so long for someone to put her in her place and chip it into that empty skull of hers that there was more to life than just physical beauty. “ Will you stand here and allow your employee disrespect me? A mere receptionist? Will you stand by and watch her spit trash?” “ What should I do? Sit and watch her dish out what's befitting of a rude, spoilt princess?” “ Fire her! This instant. I want her gone.” “ You have no..” “ Daddy!!” And all heads turned, for the second time. ” Daddy? Who is his father? Is that how your workers behave? Bring their kids to work?”

The ward I was in was separated from the next by a hospital demarcation, I didn't understand how a doctor had not come in here to yell at my dad by now. "With fucking immediate effect!" I could feel the pressure in my chest rising, not recollecting the last time I was this angered by someone. "That's great, I hope you both know that your position at Jenner Inc. is gone, you're fired." I scoffed, "yeah right like you're not going to be more affected by that than I'd be." "Your father, he's only saying these things because he is angered and clearly not in the right state of mind." My mom tried to defend his ass but at this point there was no turning back.

I muttered quietly "It was cowardly. my father is always one step ahead, no matter what, he always win against me, he is so careful with his operations, to the point where he leaves no trace behind, making it difficult for me to find evidence against him. I wasn’t sure if I wanted to risk going head on with him, so I just gave in to his demand. I even agreed to testify against her in court with fabricated evidence all because I was too cowardly to put up a fight against my father ." “Is that why you wanted to fire me? To push me away just like u did to her” she asked while I nodded in agreement “Your life will be at risk if you’re with me, I just…… “Well, if that was the reason you tried to

I know what you did there dare , I know what you did , you decided to get married to my ex to get back at me just because I didn’t do what you asked me to do . I know this isn’t a revenge plan from Lisa , I know that this is all your work to make me pay . I know you took well dad and you kmuwvthat . I know that you do not want me to ge terrr than you in any sense , I know the gilt you hold in your heart agsinst my mom and that’s the only reasons why you found any little opportunity that you get to make sure that you ridicule her memory . I had wirked my ass out in that company , I have secured you , wheh you weren’t even a father figure in my life , I made sure that you were okay , I made su

He almost stumbled back as he slowly opened his eyes to look at his father whose gaze was faraway. "What… what did you say, father? That I should fire her? Without reason? Father, I can't do that." Richard croaked out, his throat tightened as he forced out the words. His father turned to him with a surprise look. "Are you going against me?" He asked, his eyes hardened into a glare.

“My father was a good man—he worked his entire life to make things better. What did he ever do to deserve this?” Mr. Bennett went quiet, his jaw tightening as he looked away. That silence—that refusal to answer—only made the fire inside her burn hotter. “You coward,” she hissed. “Answer me!” Before Dare could stop her, she lunged forward, grabbing the collar of Mr. Bennett’s shirt with shaking hands. She pulled him toward her, her fingers digging into the bloodied fabric as fury poured out of her like a storm. “What did my father do to deserve being murdered?” she demanded, her voice rising with every word. “Why did you betray him? Why did you destroy everything he built?”

The kind of sad that makes you feel worse than if he’d just screamed at you and gotten it over with. “I heard what happened,” he says, standing up from behind his desk with the gravitas of someone delivering a eulogy. “They fired you.” Straight to the point. No small talk, no fake sympathy, no corporate euphemisms about “pursuing other opportunities.” Classic Dad. “I didn’t do it,” I snap, my voice still raw from crying into Maya’s shoulder for three hours straight while eating ice cream that tasted like defeat. “I never leaked anything. I would never—”