Chapter Eleven

Seb sat in his office, his frustration very evident. Tapping his fingers lightly on the desk, his glare intensified with each passing second.

Michelle stood as she read his schedule for him.

Something his damn Assistant should be doing!

Did he make a mistake by employing that girl?!

Scar's tardiness on just the second day of her work had ignited a fiery anger within him.

As Seb stewed in his irritation, the office door swung open, revealing Scar standing in the doorway.

Time seemed to freeze as their eyes locked, and Scar's heart skipped a beat at the intensity of Seb's death glare.

He wasted no time in launching into a barrage of questions, his voice laced with irritation and impatience.

"What do you think you're doing, coming in late on your second day?!" Seb's voice boomed, echoing through the office. "Do you have any idea how important punctuality is in this company? I expect my employees to be professional and reliable!"

Michelle smirked, giving her the, 'You're fucked bitch' l