Chapter 18

Calla had no choice. She didn't dare to ignore Mercer's summon.

She entered Mercer's office uneasily after a few minutes. He was seated in his chair and looking at a document. It was like he didn't even notice she was there.

Calla took a deep breath as she looked at him. She tried to remain calm as she said, "You were asking for me, Mr. Garland?"

She immediately gave him an unnatural smile when he raised his head. He was probably very angry because she'd slapped him the day before.

She figured he probably called her over to exact revenge or to fire her.

Although she didn't like him at all, she needed the job very badly. She composed herself and decided to admit defeat. After all, she was desperate.

His gaze was sharp and icy as he scrutinized her from top to toe.

It was the same gaze he had the day before. It annoyed Calla a little. It caused her to think about their night together, which made her blush.

But she could only hold in her displeasure.

She thought to herself, 'Doe