Anne didn't know why her heart suddenly thudded.
Was it in fear or something else?
Was her time up already?
Anne didn't check the time, she had just been working and had almost forgotten that he'd only given her until seven PM.
Dread suddenly trailed up her spine.
Was she... was she really going to lose her job today?
But she had barely even started. She had barely gotten the chance to prove herself.
For the first time in a long time, she'd gotten a job, a stable job—she didn't want to lose it.
"It appears you were all talk. I gave you seven hours to finish this job." His voice was thick and dark as he stepped towards her menacingly.
"If you'd focused on actually working instead of flirting with my brother, maybe you would have managed to get the work done by now."
"Flirting? I wasn't flirting with—"
