As the rain poured down mercilessly, Mr. Ambrose, the boss, stood arrogantly on the sheltered porch, a cruel sneer twisting his lips. He gestured mockingly towards Xavier, whose soaked belongings lay scattered on the pavement."Well, well, well, what do we have here? Not so sharp-tongued now are ya?" Mr. Ambrose jeered, his voice dripping with disdain. "Seems like someone thought they could challenge me and win."Xavier stood before him, soaked to the bone and utterly defeated, his frustration evident in the tight clench of his jaw. He longed to retaliate, to tell his boss off, but the fear of losing his job held him back, chaining his tongue."Sir, please... I-I need this job," Xavier pleaded, his voice wavering as he reluctantly sank to his knees in the rain. "I can't afford to lose it. My wife... she'll be furious. This is the second job I've lost this month since losing my company. My marriage is crumbling, please."Mr. Ambrose scoffed, towering over Xavier with arms folded, relis
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