Her palms were sweaty, and her heart raced as Bruno's eyes stayed locked on her, as if waiting for her to approach.

She swallowed hard, feeling the eyes of every coworker on her.

 Jessie nudged her forward, whispering, "Go on. He's waiting for you."

"What if he fires me?" Beauty whispered back, her voice trembling.

Jessie shrugged but gave a reassuring smile.

"I doubt that. He's sitting at your desk, remember? I think he's here for something else. If it's to ...