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

“What the hell has gotten into you? Do you have beef with Cassandra? Why are you denying her maternity leave? “Jesus Christ. Don’t you know that what you’re doing is against the law? “If I hadn’t backed you up, the board would’ve called a meeting to sack you! “Stop wasting my time. You’re coming with me right now. Talk to Cassandra. We can meet her demand if she’s willing to work with us, but you’d better check that horrible temper of yours! “This is the last chance that I fought for you.” Koben was Eric’s son and my long-time buddy. I could understand where he was coming from. However, I couldn’t comply. “I’m sorry, but I can’t go.” I shook my head. Koben smirked in rage. “Are you serious a

And even he was learning to ask if he wanted my cooperation. My. Head. Hurt. “I know you must think you have some say in what the hell I do or don’t do, but you’re misinformed.” I winced due to the unintentional rise in my voice, but kept going. “My father may have hired you, but I’m firing you.” I lifted my hand and made a shooing motion toward the door. “Go on, get your ass out of my room, and give me some peace. Have someone with a better disposition replace you.” I carefully rested my head back against the pillow and closed my eyes. Problem solved.

He slammed his hand on the table and barked, "How dare you call him by his full name! He is my father! And here, everything I say is law! "Who the hell do you think you are to think you're worthy of seeing my father?" Karen chimed in, her disdain apparent on her face. "Have you gone out of your mind, Alex? Trying to bypass your superiors? Did you really think that your little tricks would work on Mr. Lincoln? "Security! Where are the security guards when you need them? Throw this madwoman out!"

"Consider it an act of charity. Or nostalgia. Unless you'd rather live off my cousin's handouts while your mother strains her heart in a kitchen." Humiliation burned through my veins like acid. He knew. He already knew his father had fired me. He knew about my mother’s health. He was using my desperation as a leash. "No," I said, my voice shaking but fierce. "I'd rather starve than work for a tyrant like you." Julian smiled triumphantly, squeezing my waist. "You heard her, Dare. She’s made her choice."

There was no way she’d keep such a huge piece of information from me no matter what was happening. I returned my gaze to my father, a conclusion already reached. “You are lying, Dad; there was no fire and nobody got hurt. So instead of beating around the bush, tell me what you want.” My dad chuckled, his brown eyes welcoming back the mischief in its core. “You are smarter than you are given credit for, my dearest cunning daughter.”

"Your father is a hero. You're not." Her voice dropped even colder. "Emmett nearly died in that fire, and you still have the audacity to bring up your father?"

She walked into the house without waiting for a response from my dad. "Dad, just give her some space for the time being!" I informed him about it, and pat his back. "All okay, Kimberly!" He answered me and then made hand gestures, indicating that we should walk inside the house. When one of my dad's guards saw us move even an inch, he hurried up to us, and we immediately stopped walking. "What exactly is going on here?" My father's question was full of concern. "The company has been deliberately set on fire!" After hearing his response, my father immediately collapsed to the ground, and lost consciousness...

Damien said as he entered the elevator with Aurora. “Boss, I’m sorry, he—” The manager tried to plead, but the elevator doors closed. “You can’t just fire—” “It’s my company, my rules. I warned him. My father’s presence here—I should be informed. He disobeyed me. I would have sent him to the hospital before firing him, but you’re here. I don’t want to traumatize you,” Damien said. Aurora gently held his hand. “At least… aren’t you curious to know why your father came?”

He adds and I glared at him openly. " Yes, dad" I simply said and turned to go back to my sit. I was willing to end whatever it was that brought him to my office. " Son, I am still talking to you," He said angrily but I walked over to my seat and sat down. " I am listening” I simply put and my reply made him angry the more. " Go back there and fire them, Ade," He said and I raised my brow at him. " What meaning would people give to it if I fire people and take them back and then fire them again," I asked and for the first time my father was short of words. Everything seems to be happening for the first time today, I smirk within me.

My guess is Claire went home and had a little cry to Daddy. “Have a seat, Father” I say sarcastically as he sits in the chair opposite me without waiting for an invitation. “I want her name. I’ll fire her immediately” “I have no idea what you’re talking about” I say as I settle back into my chair and casually fold my arms behind my head. “Don’t play dumb with me, young man. This is a business, not a damn whorehouse”