Chapter 398

Maisy pressed her palms together and bowed slightly toward Tessa, biting her lower lip as she pleaded pitifully. "Mrs. Jacobson, I was wrong. I really was. I know I made a mistake. Please don't be angry at me. You're so beautiful and kind. Someone as kind as you wouldn't hold a grudge, right?" She batted her large, overly dramatic eyes and flashed her most pleading look. "I really need this job. Please, don't let them fire me. You're the prettiest, nicest person ever—I mean it. Please don't be mad, beautiful lady." Just then, the soft chime of the elevator echoed through the lobby. The doors of the executive elevator opened. Stephen stepped out first, followed closely by Samson. Samson shot his cousin a look, the frustration clear in his expression. Did she seriously stop the one person she absolutely should have let through? Maisy glared back at him, her eyes wide with disbelief, as if asking how she was supposed to know. No one had told her anything. In the time it took them