The smile on Jason Lockwood's lips didn't fade. "You can fight me all you want, but only if you're not afraid of losing your job again. Tomboy, you should know that right now, besides me, no other company would dare hire you."
"Despicable! Shameless! You plastic surgery freak! If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be unable to find a job! I wouldn't have been forced to work in this godforsaken place!" She, who used to work with a scalpel, was now working with paper.
'God, this is so infuriating!'
"Oh? So you're saying you despise this job?"
Jasmine Warren plopped right down on the floor and yelled, "That's right! I despise it! I despise it! I absolutely despise it!"
"Fine. In that case, Ash, fire her immediately."
"Yes."
