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" A big congratulations to you, Miss Donna." The doctor's voice suddenly rang out behind her as he made his way inside his office with a white envelope in his hands. She has been waiting for him there as instructed by him. " Congratulations for what doctor?" Tara Donna asked, giving him a quizzical look. She obviously doesn't get why the doctor would tell her congratulations. The doctor gave her a smile, " That's because you're pregnant, Miss Donna." The doctor repeated himself again in a more clearer way. Tara Donna wished she had heard wrong. This was definitely one of her worst nightmares! How could she be pregnant for her boss?!
Chapter 1 Unexpected News
Chapter One
The cold atmosphere in the office room was almost making Tara Donna shiver. She had her sweaty hands crossed tightly behind her and her head bowed to the floor.
She just couldn't bring herself to stare at her boss whose deadly gaze was pinned on her.
The news the doctor broke to her that day remained engraved in her memory, and she was terrified. She knew the kind of boss she had.
She dreads the reason he had ordered her to his office and hoped it wasn't what she was thinking.
Her boss, Ryan McKenzie twirled the pen on his hands around before banging it on his desk, emitting a loud sound.
Tara flinched back in fright as she wasn't expecting such action from him.
" You're Fired, Tara!" The cold icy voice of Ryan McKenzie rang out through the whole of the silent room.
Tara felt her eyes watered almost immediately as she flung her head up to stare at him. His eyes were cold without any sign of guilt.
" You can't do this to me please....." Tara cried out as she couldn't stop her tears from running down her cheeks. This should be the first time she was sobbing in six years.
The last time she sobbed was when she lost her parents in a fire accident at their house and she was the only one who could be saved while her parents got burnt in there.
How the fire came about was still a mystery and Tara knew it was definitely set up by someone and she planned to become stable before digging back out the incident of six years ago.
She wasn't willing to let her parents' killers go scott free after making her an orphan. If her parents didn't lose their lives, she wouldn't have to do minor jobs to make a living as her parents were extremely wealthy.
She still could remember it was after the fight her father had with one of his friends before the fire incident had happened. Thus, that man was his number one suspect.
" Oh really?" He scoffed. " I'm already doing it, Tara. Get yourself out of my office!" He yelled more loudly this time. I guess he was so eager to get me out of his space.
Why would he be treating me this way when what happened wasn't actually my fault? Why?
" Mr McKenzie, please forgive me for what had happened. This job is my only way of survival. I know you're doing this because of what transpired between us last night but, you know I'm the victim here. You shouldn't have gotten drunk because we lost an important deal"
I explained, hoping he might have a change of mind.
I suddenly heard him burst out laughing and I wondered if I had said anything funny earlier.
" Oh wow, you still have the guts to remind Me of what had happened? Just get the hell out of here else, I would have the security throw you out of here!" He snapped, making me flinch back in fear.
My tears just wouldn't stop flowing down my cheeks. Why is he doing this to me? Why I'm I being treated in such a manner?
" Please..." I tried saying again when he cut me off by picking up his phone and dialing a number. I immediately guessed it to be the security's number.
Without saying another word, I hurried out of his office while sobbing loudly.
I got to my office to find all of the properties already packed in a box. I wiped my tears off my face and picked up the box, stared around the office for a while before making my way out of the office.
I could see other employees giving me pity looks while I acted as though I was perfectly fine. One thing I hated most was giving people the impression that I'm suffering. Even if I am, I would find a way to sort myself out rather than ask anyone for help and get mocked.
I finally made my way out of the company when someone suddenly collided into me, the box containing all of my properties fell loudly on the floor.
I looked up at the person who had collided into me, only to see Natasha smirking at me. Natasha works at Kenzie corps and we've never gotten along for a day. I guess she's envious of my position as the personal assistant to the CEO of Kenzie Tech and now, I've been sacked! so, I wondered why she would do that.
It's obvious she had purposely bumped into me with the looks I'm getting from her.
" Personal assistant has finally been fired! I thought you were good with your work and felt you were on top of the world? You had even told me I wasn't qualified to be Mr McKenzie's Personal assistant. So, what happened to you, the perfect one? Why were you fired?" She asked, mockery laced her voice.
I knew she wasn't here for anything good. She's such a trouble and I'm really sick and tired of encountering her in the company.
" Natasha, I really don't have time for your troubles this morning. You can laugh at me all you want but, you can never get me to tell you what happened" I said through gritted teeth as I tried picking up the box from the floor but she used her legs to kick it away.
I frowned as I glared intently at her, feeling my anger rising to its brim.
" What the hell was that, Natasha?" I asked through gritted teeth as I felt like strangling her at that moment.
She chuckled at me " It hurts right? I wonder how you're going to get a new job after falling off from being the personal assistant to the most popular Kenzie Tech company in California city. Do you know how many people wished to work here? Yet, they never had the opportunity to do that. Anyways, I'm glad you were fired!" She smirked, pulled on my cheeks before walking away.
She was right...
My tears could fill a medium glass jar.
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