Moore strolled into the company, wearing a black, faded suit that clung to him like a second skin. A wide grin adorned his face, indicating his confidence. However, as he neared his office, an unexpected encounter occurred—he collided with his manager, Lucas."Apologies, Mr. Lucas," Moore quickly offered."Have you lost your vision? How dare you bump into me? I wish I could cleanse myself of the filth you've brought upon me with a scorching bath," Nick spat, his anger flaring. Moore felt a surge of fury, ready to retaliate, but he restrained himself and responded calmly."I've already apologised for my mistake. We're all prone to errors as humans. I apologise once again," Moore said in a composed tone.Lucas, however, refused to accept his apology. He glanced at the cup of tea in his hand, raised it, and intentionally poured it onto Moore's suit. Shocked, Moore's mouth gaped open, unprepared for such a behavior from his manager. Anger coursed through his veins."What the hell is wrong
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