10☆WHAT'S IN THE DARK

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1 week later

Everything seems like it's going well at Hyatt so far after the whole meeting with everyone. Not a single word about anything even the situation that took place months ago. But that's what they thought. A supervisor had a caught an employee trying to bring up back the gossiping about Zorianna's situation. Without hesitation she was fired.

Sitting in her office completely unaware what was going to happen next, she scroll through excel on her desk top to update the sheet. A knock was at her door interrupting her concentration.

In came Troy, he didn't  look so happy but he tried to play it off with a smile.

"Miss Bailey, could you meet me in the conference room?" He asked her as he was about to head back through the door.

She nodded her head "Yes, just give me five minutes I'll be there." She replied.

Without saying anything he walked out. Definitely his energy was off but she shook it off.

Five minutes passed and she was on the elevator on her way to the conference room. This room is only for executive meeting but to her surprise she was invited.

Entering through the door her eyes meet not only Troy but Rafael and Conrod.

Dis nuh safe.

"Please have a seat." Conrod said.

She took her seat and watched keenly trying to read the room and of course there was something up their sleeves. Again.

"I think you already have figured it out by now, why we called you here," Rafael said looking dead in her eyes.

"Yuh know seh mi nuh like duh dem things ere but I'm tired of it. To have the issue resolve we muss get rid of the problem..that problem is you," Conrod said sounding sassy and annoyed at her presence.

"Wah we eva duu yuh? Ee? Because mi nuh know how the fuck people still a talk bout this situation that we had an agreement fi nuu seh nth pan!" Conrod said angrily.

Wah dih bloodclaat dis. Suh dem people yah disgusting. Management a waah piece a shit.

"Listen to mi Conrod, nuh chat to mi suh, mi nuh pickney. Plus mi and unuh neva had an agreement. Unuh basically send that money to my account without even consulting me, change mi position and bagga things!" She clapped back.

"Wull on afta all dat it nuh click to you seh raayyy." Troy said.

"Suh fi seh unuh is a big executives, a suh unuh duh business! Unuh deven did care if mi did dead or alive. Unuh only care bout this damn building weh mi sure unuh go dead leff!" She said trying to hold back.

"Nuh badda gwaan wid you self. We can still take this position and the luxury you enjoying now!" Conrod shouted coming in to her face.

"Back up outta mi face," she said pushing him back "pussy it naah guh stay hush and it naah stay unda no carpet.  Everyone a unuh bombohole go pay. I don't give a fuck who you waah b. You can fire mi all you want and tek back whatever unuh call luxury from mi.... Fine. But know a your last day yah suh," she said with an evil look in her eyes and walked out.

They were a little confused as to what she was saying because, what does she mean by "a yuh last day yah suh"

"Shi affi guu dung before she tek we dung," Rafael said.

"But how?" Troy asked.

"Nuh worry bout that," Conrod said.

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Zorianna pov

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