Chapter 122 They're Dead

“I DON’T want to see you.” That was Mason’s greeting as I entered his office. No one else knew that inside his office was my own little workspace—a mini-office he’d set up just for me. I rarely came here, so it worked fine for me. “As if.” I rolled my eyes. “I told you, I’m your accounting consultant.” I opened the glass door and stepped into my office. The white-and-black-themed cubicle greeted me, complete with a black PC and keyboard to stop the large desk I had personally picked. Simple. Minimalist. Exactly my style. “You’re fired.” I let out a laugh and placed my black bag on the chair. “You can’t fire your own sister, Mason—” I froze mid-sentence when I noticed unfamiliar items on my desk. They weren’t mine—pink and overly girly. A ponytail holder and… a lace bra? “Whose stuff is this?” I asked, gulping as I pointed to the items. “Do you have a girlfriend working here?” I held up the lace bra, showing it to my visibly flustered brother, who rushed over to snatch it from my hand.