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Part Seven.

It was another crazy day for Beatrice as she knocked on the door then turned the knob and walked in with a cup of coffee and a resignation letter in her hands.

She was leaving this damn job immediately. Her eyes glanced at Vanessa who was busy scribbling something on a notepad.

'The devil's schedule for today,' Beatrice's thought with a scoff.

She didn't even know her job any longer except to be making stupid coffees for this insane being sitting proudly on his chair as he stared at the computer screen positioned by the side of the desk.

No one noticed her or maybe they decided not to since they knew she would be bringing coffee by 7 in the morning.

"Here's your coffee," Beatrice notified dropping the cup of coffee on the table as Ben shifted his gaze from the screen of the computer to hers.

Beatrice felt a chill run down her spine but she decided to terminate every nasty thought that ran through her mind.

"No Greetings?" Ben asked tauntingly with a raised brow as he gazed at her with a smirk.

'You wish,' Beatrice thought rolling her eyes at him.

"Good morning, sir," She greeted irritatingly.

She breathed out waiting for him to take his coffee, which he did and brought to his lips and took a sip, then Beatrice dropped the white envelope on his desk and straightened herself.

He raised a brow at her and dropped his cup of coffee on the table.

"What is this?" Ben asked with an arched brow questioningly.

"My resignation letter," Beatrice answered calmly as Ben shot her a sharp gaze immediately.

"I do not approve of it," Ben said icily as he stared coldly at her.

"You must be kidding me," Beatrice chuckled slightly at Ben.

"I said I do not approve it!" Ben said angrily banging his fist on the table making a terrifying thud as Beatrice moved back shockingly before her face got masked furiously with rage while he stood up.

"I don't want your damn job because I can't stand you for a second," Beatrice flared at him as her confidence began to have a toil on her.

"You're not leaving until I say so, Beatrice Coleman," Ben seethed furiously as Beatrice glared at him.

He even had the guts to use her full name.

'He must be insane, a psycho in fact,' Beatrice thought angrily.

"You just think you could just walk into this company where I worked happily, buy it then start to torment me because you're my freaking boss?" Beatrice laughed like a maniac before placing both of her hands on her waist and staring wide eyes at Ben.

"Impossible!... I'm leaving Benjamin Clarke," Beatrice said firmly emphasizing the word 'leaving' as Ben furrowed his brows at her while his jaw twitched furiously.

"Ms. Parker, leave us!" Ben ordered coldly as Beatrice rolled her eyes before gazing at Vanessa staring at the both of them curiously and amusingly.

"Okay sir," Vanessa said bowing slightly as she walked out of the office and closed the door behind her while Ben glared at Beatrice and started walking over to her.

"What did you just say?" Ben asked venomously.

"I said I'm leaving, Ben," Beatrice repeated trying to make her voice sound as firm as possible. She wouldn't let herself get intimated by him.

A dark chuckle escaped Ben's mouth as his eyes became darker as they dilated while he shoved his left hand into the pocket of his black suit trousers.

He grabbed Beatrice's arm suddenly with his right hand and yanked her towards him as she crashed into his chest.

"Now listen and listen very carefully, Amorina," He said in his deep icy voice lacing soreness while Beatrice's heart skipped a beat, 'Amorina' was the nickname he gave her while they were dating in high school.

"I'm not going to approve of that resignation letter and I'll make sure you do not get a single job in this whole New York and America at large, other countries are part of this too and you won't get any job, I mean any...not even as a cleaner," He said as he whispered lowly and deeply in her ears making Beatrice shudder and cringe as she felt weak but it vanished quickly.

'How dare he?' She thought as anger began rushing through her veins.

'Who the hell does he think he is to threaten her?' She thought as her blood boiled with rage and hate.

She placed her both hands on Ben's muscular chest and tried as much as possible to put a lot of strength in her arms and pushed Ben with all the might she could muster and gave Ben a very thunderous and dirty slap that she felt her right palm ache and sore.

Ben's jaw twitched as he stared at Beatrice monstrously while she threw death daggers at him as her chest heaved up and down.

"I don't fucking care about what you're going to do, Ben... I've made my decision," Beatrice said boldly and walked out of the office, leaving Ben to stare at her egressing figure.

'Don't you think that's a bit too much, have a heart, Beatrice. You just hurt him again," Her mind said.

'I don't care!' Beatrice retorted in her mind.

Humph! She was done and sick of that crazy jerk.

She wouldn't let anyone ride and trample on her pride.

'Fuck him!'

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