Chapter 141. I Hate You, Hermes

June POV

“You cannot quit,” Hermes says, his hands hovering in the air like he wants to reach for me but can’t. “I won’t allow it. I told you I’ll fix this.”

I let out a shaky breath before I can stop myself. “I don’t think you can fix anything,” I blurt.

His eyes widen, shock written all over his face — and that’s when I realize how loud I’d gotten. A few heads have turned. I can feel their stares, heavy and nosy, like knives on my skin. Perfect. Just what I needed — a scene in the middle of the damn hallway.

I clear my throat, forcing myself to sound composed even though my heart’s pounding. “Mr. Grande,” I say through clenched teeth, smiling like everything’s fine, “people are watching. Let’s have this conversation somewhere else. Somewhere discreet.”

He opens his mouth, then stops. I follow his gaze and spot the employees lingering by the corner, pretending to check their phones while obviously eavesdropping.

Hermes exhales softly, shou