Cake

John was startled by his initial answer.

"No," he immediately changed it. He couldn't comprehend how he had arrived at the 'Yes,' feeling as if he were inviting his own death.

Alice felt like a raging bull amidst a sea of red flags. Either everyone around him was behaving foolishly, which he knew wasn't the case, or else he wouldn't have employed an incompetent assistant.

However, since Alisha entered his life, everyone seemed to sound increasingly foolish, as if they were teetering on the edge, ready to push him over the brink into anger.

Ignoring John's protest, Alice scrutinised the food before him. "What about the meeting? Dispose of this food, or I'll dispose of you. Don't make me do the work you're paid for," he commanded.

"Yes, boss, we do have a meeting scheduled for the project. Something unforeseen occurred, causing a delay," John stammered as he deposited the entire cake package into the trash.

John had no desire to further provoke Alice's anger. While he was indeed paid fo