Letting out a sigh I ran a hand over my face before I turned to face him properly.

"I'm sorry-"

"Sorry? You're sorry ? Do you know how bad it looks to bring your personal problems to work, and in front of a whole room of clients? Not once in my fifteen years of managing this salon has this happened before."

My manager shook his head and started pacing around the very small room. He really was a very emotional person, for the two years I've worked here I've never once seen him manage a situation with his emotions under control.

And this might just be the worst situation he's been in since I started working here, which didn't do much for my confidence.

"I don't know what to do about you Gabriella. As I said this has never happened before."

"What? Do you mean I could lose my job? Sir, I swear, I have no idea why she was shouting-"

"I don't want to hear it. I should be firing you on t

I followed him to my front door stopping when he turned around to face me again. We stood there awkwardly for a moment before I gave him a small smile. "So..."

"So, I'll talk to your bosses tomorrow and I'll make sure that nothing happens. Just go back to work on Monday as normal." Tony seemed so sure of himself that he could get this sorted that I was actually starting to believe him.

"How are you going to do that?"

"I can be very persuasive if I want to be." He gave me bright smile before he spoke again, obviously noticing my skepticism. "Don't worry, I've got this."

"Thank you then - for your help." He nodded his head and stepped closer to me. "Any time."

I watched as he gently took my hand in his as he took another step closer to me. "Tony."

"Let me know what day you're free this week." I narrowed my eyes at him when he ignored the warning tone in my voice at his proximity to m

For the next hour I sat next to her while she sipped on her rather large hot chocolate which was overly topped with whipped cream as she got through a shit tonne of magazines while getting her nails painted and a pedicure done.

"How long is your appointment going to take? I have to meet Alan at 2pm to go over-"

"I don't care Tony."

My mouth dropped open when she cut me off but before I could react, she was whisked away by someone to get her hair washed. So instead I scoffed in disbelief and sat there waiting for her to come back.

Like a fucking idiot. A very smartly dressed idiot.

Around ten minutes later I saw someone guide my soppy haired sister towards a chair in the area where they cut your hair. When she was finally alone I made my way over to her, sitting in the empty chair next to her.

In the mood I was in, if someone even tried to get me to move I wouldn't have had a proble

Letting out a sigh I ran a hand over my face before I turned to face him properly.

"I'm sorry-"

"Sorry? You're sorry ? Do you know how bad it looks to bring your personal problems to work, and in front of a whole room of clients? Not once in my fifteen years of managing this salon has this happened before."

My manager shook his head and started pacing around the very small room. He really was a very emotional person, for the two years I've worked here I've never once seen him manage a situation with his emotions under control.

And this might just be the worst situation he's been in since I started working here, which didn't do much for my confidence.

"I don't know what to do about you Gabriella. As I said this has never happened before."

"What? Do you mean I could lose my job? Sir, I swear, I have no idea why she was shouting-"

"I don't want to hear it. I should be firing you on the spot! You're lucky I have to run it by Pascal before I can make a decision. But let me tell you, 

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