Chapter 59

The group spun around in shock in response to Heather's sudden sentence, and the moment they saw her, their faces filled with awkward panic. The man who had spoken last—who still assumed Heather was just an ignorant housewife—answered with open sarcasm, "My job isn't something you get to decide!" "Is that so?" Heather sized him up and down, her gaze calm and assured with the composure of someone in authority. Her eyes settled on the man's ID badge. "You're from the Cosmetics department. Do you really think I, the deputy CEO in charge of the Cosmetics department, can't decide whether you stay or go?" The man's expression faltered. The others nearby hurriedly covered their own badges in fear. Heather stepped toward him, one step at a time. "I've remembered your name." The man's face went deathly pale, and his legs nearly gave out. "Ms. Lovegood, I was wrong! Please, let me off this once!" The others who had been gossiping hurriedly followed suit, apologizing one after another.