Keith's POV
"Given this discrepancy between your capabilities and your current position," I stated, my tone leaving no room for ambiguity, "we will be disposing you of your duties as a junior manager in Dickson's department."
Her face fell instantly. The defiance and sharp intelligence that had been there moments before crumpled into pure, unadulterated despair.
I felt an unexpected, sharp twist of annoyance. Was she really that broken up over that spineless fool? Dickson's pathetic boasting about her 'lingering feelings' echoed in my mind, and it irrationally grated.
Even my brothers had seemed irritated by the man's story. It was odd. We didn't know this woman. Her personal entanglements were irrelevant, a drain on efficiency.
"Please," she said, her voice small. "Reconsider."
"Why should I?" The question was blunt. She was offering no benefit to staying in a role she was overqualified for.
