Chapter 42

Work for Damian was frustrating. How dare Dr. Gray talk to him that way. He would deal with him as soon as he got home. His mind was buzzing and he couldn't focus. All he could think about was the way Dr. Gray had treated him like a child. His speech was harsher and anyone who got too close was chewed out. Poor Adam received most of his tongue-lashing. It wasn't the first time but Mr. Richards's words today were extra spicy, specially prepared to be a morale killer. Even Rosé couldn't escape. She rarely came up to Damian's office but today he had, to explain the stock numbers they had. Damian was fiery with her.

"Mr. Richards, there is an issue with the stock numbers. I think..."

"What do you mean by 'you think'? Do I pay you to fucking think? I sent those numbers and they are fine so what the hell is your fucked up brain thinking about?"

Rosé was taken aback. He had never spoken to her like that before.

"Why so feisty this morning?"

"Shut up and fuckin