Rival

Zade stared at her with disgust. If shamelessness was a person. Letting out a defeated sigh, he raised his hand in surrender.

"Fine. I'll do what you want, just comport yourself. Now you've ripped your dress off, how are you going to leave? I want us to discuss somewhere outside the office," Zade said.

"I'm not stupid, Zade. I know the minute I step out of this place, everything is gone. So let's discuss everything here," Roselia stubbornly said.

His features twisted in annoyance, but he couldn't risk ruining his reputation. Whether he liked it or not, she had a valid claim. He did fire her and her dress was ripped in his office.

Aside from ruining his reputation before the workers, it would affect his public image as well if a reporter got hold of the information.

"What exactly do you want, Miss Harper?" Zade's strained voice betrayed his wariness. He returned to his seat and waited for her to speak.

"I don't want much," Roselia started with a smile. Zade discreetly slipped his phone
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