Nolan put on his glasses, not at all surprised, and smiled at me. "That's not up to me, you need to see Ms. Thompson."
His eyes held a mocking glint as he appraised me. "You've come a long way, huh? Found a rich patron and don't want to be a worker anymore?"
My face turned red with anger.
So, this old fox knew the whole story!
It turned out I was the only one in the dark.
"Where is Mia!" I demanded, face flushed with rage.
Sensing something amiss, Nolan hesitated and said, "Ms. Thompson is in a meeting right now. I suggest you wait..."
I grabbed the resignation letter, didn't even let him finish, and stormed to the conference room, kicked the door open, and yelled, "Mia, have you no shame!"
I marched to the desk and slammed my resignation letter down on Mia's table.
The office management looked on in shock.
Sensing the eerie mood, everyone silently bowed their heads.
Mia glanced at me coldly, closed her project plan, and said, "That's enough. If you have any issues, see me privately."
Everyone sighed in relief and hurriedly left.
She took off her glasses and toyed with them, her gaze mocking. "What have you decided about what I said the other day?"
"I will never apologize to you! Get that idea out of your head!"
Her smile faded to an icy demeanor. "Resigning? Sure can.
"But remember, you're broke, and the company provides the place where you live.
"Oh, and you signed an agreement. The company trained you for so long that you can't just walk away without compensating."
Mia's determined look was crushing.
I was on the verge of tears.
Her intentions were too malicious, calculating every step to trap me.
Now, I was entirely at her mercy, subject to her whims.
But I couldn't refuse.
"Mia, good job!"
I gritted my teeth and spat out the words, tearing up the resignation letter and throwing it in her face.
Mia's expression changed as she stared at me intently, and with a cold laugh, she said, "So you agree then."
Furious, I stormed out, slamming the door behind me.
Mia's voice came from behind. "Join me at the party tonight. Of course, if you don't go, it'll come out of your next month's salary!"
This woman was crazy!
She knew I was desperately in need of money, and she gave me no choice!
Later, she and her stylist barged in, card in hand, forcibly dressing me up and styling me.
That evening, I attended the event as Mia's companion. She greeted business partners cheerily, arm in arm with me.