Dough, Diamonds and a Dash of Hate

IV

HARRIET

 Okay, I'm here, I've arrived, I've driven here, so everything's fine, it could have been worse. I was expecting him to give me like a week to start, I don't know, two, but no, he sends me "You start tomorrow." And what do I do? I start the next day. This is probably the biggest attack on my ego I've ever experienced

 Anyway, when I got to the building, I went to the reception and told the lady that I was going to start working as an assistant today and I didn't have any directions. Imagine my shock when she turns to me and says "Yes, the boss is already waiting for you, it's on floor 21"

 I thanked her with that shocked look, I literally didn't belong there, everything in my body told me to go back to the bakery, that it was a stable job and not this, but anyway, I was already there. I got to the 21st floor and I thought I'd still have time to get ready, I hadn't imagined that the whole floor would be his office.

 Imagine the look on my dead face, with fifty thousand regrets, walking in and there he is at a desk at the back and at the "entrance" to the office there's a table and a secretary. I want to run away, this was just to humiliate me, I'm sure.

 "You're on time, I expected nothing less." He says, and I give that look to his personal assistant over there. "What did you want me to do? I couldn't be sure if you were going to show up or not."

 "Yeah, but I showed up." I answered, that's good, one second at a time.

 "Yes, and? If you show up again tomorrow, I'll fire her." He says, unbothered, and the woman looks at me with that superior, offended look.

 "I'll be back tomorrow and she's literally here." I say already freaking out.

 "Oh, of course, I wasn't being considerate. You're fired, obviously," he says sarcastically, looking at the other girl who leaves without saying anything. "Where were we?"

 "You're kidding me, right?" I say, and he looks at me as if he doesn't know what I'm talking about, "You had to fire her in front of me, she'll hate you forever."

 "If you knew how many people hate me to love, you wouldn't make such a big deal out of it." He says nonchalantly.

 "I really didn't remember how annoying you were. Thanks for reminding me." I say sarcastically.

 "Nobody forced you to come here, if I was that annoying, you wouldn't have taken the job. I never hid the fact that I was the one you were going to work for directly." He says, and I'm already freaking out internally.

 "You must hold yourself in very high regard if you think I only took the job to see you again, that wasn't even in my worst plans." "If you didn't want me to take it, you shouldn't have sent the offer in the first place, especially with such good deals," I say after one too many seconds of hesitation.

 "Did you really only accept because of the money? I at least thought you wanted to torment me one last time, but money shocks me, it really does."

 "Torment you? I swear to God... it doesn't matter, I'm here, I'm going to work, and you're going to pay me, I read the small letters." I say, crossing my arms.

 "I thought you worked in your parents' bakery."

 "Firstly, how do you know that, secondly, my personal life isn't of interest to you, it's a strictly professional relationship so forget you know me." I say without patience

 "Believe me, I've tried, love, it's harder than it looks." He says, and doesn't even give me time to think about what he's said. "And about your parents' cake shop, you must be forgetting that you almost poisoned me a few days ago."