Sebastian could have ignored those clerks entirely, since he was technically not in a relationship with
Sasha, but Luke could tell that he was not going to do that.
He watched with bated breath as Sebastianâs face darkened.
âHe ordered her favorite dishes?â
âNo⦠Iâm sure thereâs a misunderstanding here, Mr. Hayes⦠â
âSo thatâs why she wanted to work here! You are fooling around, Sasha Wand!â he snapped.
Every line in his well-chiseled face grew sharper as his expression turned chilly, and Luke struggled to
find the words to reply to him.
I donât think sheâs that kind of personâ¦
âPlease calm down, Mr. Hayes. I donât think sheâs like that. Do you want me to summon her here so that
she can explain herself?â
âWhy would I do that? Sheâs just going to bring her filth into my office!â
Luke gasped. He called her filthy!
He fell silent in fear.
Meanwhile, Sasha was happily enjoying her food with the vice president in the staff canteen when her
phone vibrated. She picked it up, only to see a message telling her that she had been fired.
Iâve been fired?
Is this a mistake? Iâve only been here for a few hours!
Iâm an employee of the Hayes Corporation now! Why am I fired? Whatâs wrong with that scum?
She dialed Sebastianâs number immediately.
âWeâre sorry. The number you have dialed is currently unavailable.â
âWeâre sorry. The number you have dialed is currently unavailable.â
Sasha cursed under her breath.
What the f*ck!
Did he just blacklist me?
Vexed, she pushed her food away and stood up abruptly.
âHeyâ the vice president called, visibly surprised. âWhere are you going? You havenât even finished your
lunch yet?â
Sasha ignored him and left the canteen quickly.
Where am I going? To beat up that jerk, of course!
She stormed into the Presidentâs exclusive lift and arrived at the penthouse suite a few minutes later. The
employees there watched with their mouths agape as she kicked open the door of the Presidentâs office
with a loud bang.
âWho the hell is she?â âIsnât she that vice presidentâs lapdog now?â âWhy did she just barge into the
Presidentâs office?â
âDid she just kick the door open?â
They watched in horror as Sasha stormed into the office and yelled, âWhat the hell is wrong with you,
Sebastian Hayes? What do you mean Iâm fired? Do you actually think Iâm here to work for you?â
The onlookers fell silent in shock.
Sasha waited for his reply while panting from anger, and her frustration only grew when Sebastian took
his own sweet time to turn away from the window he had been facing.
âGet out!â he growled, making the onlookers shiver in fear.
Sasha blinked. âWhat do you mean, âget outâ? Youâd better watch your words! Iâm here for my sonâs sake,
and now youâre telling me to get out?â
âAre you dumb or something? Iâm telling you to get the hell out of Hayes Corporation!â Sebastian yelled
angrily, though his face was completely expressionless.. âListen up, Sasha Wand, this is my company,
not your matchmaking service! How disgusting can you get?â
He glared at her with much hatred in his eyes, as though she did not deserve to be standing in front of
him at that very moment.
What? What the hell is wrong with him?
Sasha could feel her hands trembling in anger. Glancing around the office, she noticed an art installation
made out of metal just to her left, and she put her hands on it without much thinking.
Sebastianâs eyes narrowed dangerously. âWhat are you trying to do?â
âIâm going to throw this on your stupid head, of course!â she shouted. âWho told you that Iâm here to hook
up with other men? Have you forgotten that we used to get in bed together? Are you so insecure that you
think those ugly bas*ards could take me away from you? Are you dumb?â
As she shouted obscenities at Sebastian, she tried to pick up the art installation with much difficulty.
âItâs thirty kilos. Letâs see if you can actually lift it,â Sebastian snickered, the storm clouds on his face long
gone.
Sasha tried to lift the installation out of spite, only for it to fall back onto its podium with a loud thud.
Why the hell is it so heavy?