Not knowing who the other person was, Vera Wave asked politely, "Excuse me... who might you be?!"
"HUMPH!" The girl snorted contemptuously. Strutting over in her high heels, she pointed a finger at Vera's nose. "Let me tell you, pack your things and get out right now! Don't make me go to the trouble of firing you!"
Given the girl's immediate hostility, Vera naturally didn't give her a pleasant look.
"I am the president's personal assistant. Only he can fire me; you don't have that authority. The president isn't here right now. If you need to see him, please come back another day. This office doesn't allow unauthorized personnel to enter and exit freely. I'd appreciate it if you would... leave!"
The terrace she had just finished cleaning was a complete mess thanks to this girl, not to mention how she was feeding the fish! Vera had just changed the water and cleaned the fishpond that morning.
