Madam Billionaire: Please, Don't Break My Heart
“Who pissed you off this time? It can’t be me, since you just got back.”
“Some rich men, of course. Who else makes me want to burn down this world? At least that way I’d clean up the gene pool a little.” Angie shrugged, crossing her arms, hating that she no longer had a job. A few months ago, it was Betty feeling like crap because her boss didn’t give a damn about her dedication and hard work, and today, it was her turn to be kicked out because some rich man couldn’t find it in his heart to hear the complete truth.
Well, fuck them and fuck him. She’d find another job. She wasn’t going to cry about it.