ZALDEN

“You're fired.”

This is the third time I'd be repeating those words in the space of a month. Turns out Belle wasn't as bad as I thought.

“S-sir… please,” She fiddled with the hem of her dress, with a pleading eye.

“I'll call the security if you make me repeat myself,” I warned.

She ran out of my office in tears, and I released a breath. I didn't even bother learning their names anymore. They're not worth it.

Why apply for a job if you can't get it done?

Just then, ...