My S-rank Party Fired Me For Being A Cursificer Novels & Stories

As long as I don’t get sent away, I won’t be seen as shirking from my responsibilities, and the company will have no reason to fire me. Rum scanned the room, pondering, then he whispered, “Fine. It’s a deal. Give me the drink.” And I handed it over. “If the temperature isn’t right, I’ve got another—.” He swallowed and exhaled in relief. “I’m not a fucking diva.” What? So he actually wasn't upset with the coffee—he was upset that someone had walked into him while he was smashing another woman. But I was sure that I wouldn't be seen before I walked out. So how the hell did he know it was me?

I just played with my fingers, bit my lower lip, and silently sighed because of what I have gotten into. "Fine," he said. "I will let this pass. But next time you do this kind of mistake, I will fire you, Ms. Castro. Do you understand that?" "Yes, sir." "Okay, then. You are now dismissed." "Would you want another cup of coffee, sir?" "I want one from Starbucks. Please get me." "Will do, sir." It must be because of shame that I immediately turned my back on him and went out of his office. I breathed in and out after closing the door and started my exit way out of the company building where I am working.

"Clean that up. Then pack your things. You're done." Relief flooded through me. Fired? I could leave. Escape. Regroup. Then the door opened. Caden walked in. He looked at Serena. At me. At the crushed herbs on the floor. "What's happening?" Serena smiled. Sweet. Fake. "Firing your little friend. She's not working out." "Why?" "She's lazy. Incompetent. I've had enough." Caden looked at me. I kept my eyes down. Said nothing. "Elena?" His voice. Soft. Asking. "Is this true?"

“Same reason?” “I swear I’m not yelling at them,” I say. My voice carries across the bar and at least two people look in my direction. Perfect. Fleece starts laughing. “Of course you weren’t. Unless you were.” I roll my eyes. “I know I’ve done that before, but I swear this time I wasn’t actually yelling. I was trying to be nice.” “So why would they fire you?” “Once they tag you as having a temper, it seems like they can’t get it out of their heads. Any complaint all of a sudden has to do with my temper, and I had t

“And if this company truly belongs to me, I know the kind of values I stand for and this is not in.” “W-What does that mean, Ma’am? I-I’ll beg at your feet,” Lucy said, she liked nothing like the rude, snobbish lady from before. One thing about sharp-mouthed people? Leave them speechless and their defenses would crumble. “I’ll do anything! I have a sick brother and —” “You should have thought about it before misbehaving. You’re fired.” I informed them. “Pack up your stuff and leave, or security will have to escort you and can assure you,” I dusted my arm where they’d grabbed me earlier. “They won’t be polite.”

I paused in my steps and turned back to him with a deadpan look Was he that dumb that he didn't realize what I meant when I said I didn't care about the money anymore? "I beg your pardon? YOU'RE firing ME?" I asked slowly, pointing at him first and then tapping my chest He smirked "Yes, you heard me. You're fired, Camilla Parker" I chuckled dryly "Well, that's absurd" His face scrunched up in anger "How the fuck is that absurd? I'm your boss and I said you're fired so pack your things and leave!" "You can't fire me" I uttered calmly which angered him even more "Oh yeah? I can't? Why the hell not?!" He yelled

"Did you hear that? Go to Mr. Brooks' office now!" I stared at him without any expression. "Who gave you the nerve to speak like that in my company?" I pointed at him and Dexter. "You two are both fired." Both of them froze. The next moment, Dexter burst into laughter. "What did he say? His company? Is he dreaming?"

Jace’s expression grew darker with every word. “You’re fired, Lucas,” he said when I finished. Lucas’s eyes widened. “Just like that, sir?” “Yes. This is a company, not a place where you harass your coworkers,” Jace retorted, his voice deadly calm. “Pack your things and leave. Now.” “But, sir, I thought she was a call girl!” Lucas protested. “That’s why I tried my shot! Everyone in the company is saying—” “Where did you hear that?” Jace interrupted.

Michael POV: The past few weeks have been hellish and not just for me, my workers too. I just fired my secretary few hours ago. The sixth to be fired in many as 8 weeks. The latest one to be fired for arranging my files in non alphabetical order, it sounded petty, but Aurora understood that much. Aurora! I didn't know I would miss her this much. She had been little light in world I never noticed, I felt submerged in total darkness. Her overwhelming desire to make sure everything was perfectly done for me and her desperate attempts to make me smile or smile when I just gave her an undeserved tongue lashing. I couldn't get her to come back and I transferred the agression to my other employees.

He suddenly turns his attention to us. CJ looks a bit startled to see me back in his office. Again. He gazes at me for a moment before Zara clears her throat. "Sir, sorry for the disturbance but my friend, Terra, just got fired." He seems a bit surprised. "Fired?" "Yeah. She was fired because -" CJ fixes his gaze on me. "I'm sure your friend, Terra, can speak for herself, don't you think?" I clear my throat. "Ms Madeline fired me because of the letter you tore. She thinks I did that."