"Young Master Saxon, you, you have no right to decide my fate at will. Whether I stay or leave is up to the director." Emmy Thompson was scared to death inside and regretted it bitterly, yet she still stubbornly held on, like a grasshopper struggling at the brink of life and death.
Immense jealousy and anger consumed her mind, making her already hazy mind even more chaotic.
She seemed to not even know what she was saying or doing, only feeling defiant.
"Oh? I can't decide your fate at will?" As if hearing something amusing, Matthew Saxon curled his lips into a smile, with a hint of coldness in his eyes.
"Unless the director says so himself, Young Master Saxon has no right to do this." Emmy's brain was truly malfunctioning, and she even raised her head to retort once more.
Originally, she was only being fired as a punishment, but because of the actions prompted by her malfunctioning brain, she ended up paying a price countless times more painful than being fired.
