"Don't touch my patience, Riya. I will do whatever I want." He gritted his teeth.

I narrowed my eyes at him. "Don't address me with my first name Mr. Miller, I need some respect."

"Leave." He shouted looking at him.

He glared at me before opened his mouth. "At least tell me the reason why should I leave this place. I am working here for almost 20 years and very loyal to your father. But what I get at the end?"

"I said leave." He yelled again. But he didn't flinch and ...