"What are you talking about!" George finally pulled Florienna into his arms and spoke with a hint of reproach.
"I only have you."
George raised his hand again, making a solemn vow.
"Hmph, is that so? For all I know, the moment I get fired, you'll immediately go after someone else."
Florienna slapped away George's hand that had touched her waist and walked straight to the couch, sitting down and crossing her legs.
"What did you say? Fired you?"
Catching the key word in Florienna's words, George stepped forward and asked in confusion.
"Who would have the guts to do that?"
"If I tell you who it is, will you help me get her fired?" Florienna raised her brow at George.
George nodded without hesitation. "Of course! In this company, aside from Justin Battleson, who else can I not fire?"
"Alright then, go ahead and fire Charlotte Thompson right now." Florienna said casually, but her eyes were sneakily watching George's reaction.
