My hard boss

"It was lunchtime," she replied. "I had to eat. I ne

e, silly girl. You do not have t

stopped herself, knowing he would se

ow?" he asked

d, discovering a larger pile

how long it takes you. All I know is that I must have them on my desk tomorrow. You cannot be lazy while y

ing her patience.

r, feeling like a child enj

eaves my chair and office right now. Or would

in her chair and quickly rose to his

st our policy here." He moved past her and reached the door. As he opened it, he noticed the scent of h

or-nothing boss! These files are too much. How am I supposed to finish thi

door, listening to her outburst. He smiled and chuckl

p her phone, dialing a number. "Jasmine, you

nd. "It's about your boyfriend, Edmund. There's a new girl at work,

ed before the secret

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friend. "My goodness, girl! You told me your job closes at 7 p.m. Why are y

st boss in the world. He gave me a huge number of files and sa

Did he stay with you in t

yone else. I hate him so much! I wanted a job for so long, an

really a pain. You know what? I do not think you should let him bully y

g about paying me for o

nts you to work extra hours, then he needs to pay you for it.

ust that," S

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she worked. He had given her extra files and forbidden her from leaving early, intending to punish her. He had instructed the

he hotel next to his workplace. The office Sally used had sec

rics of some songs to curse him. Seeing her childish antics made him laugh. He anticipated thinki

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em to her boss. She knocked on the door and heard a cold "Come in." Frowning, she thought, if that to

e, she tried to place t

that shelf." He pointed to a nearby shelf, and Sally

You have done a g

t person she knew thanking her? She pinched her

you for working on those files for me. I'll be using them in th

he files the day before, he had acted like they were urgently needed.