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~Aiden~

“And why would you do that?” he asked, looking directly at me.

I flicked my eyes back and forth, confused at why he was mad I rejected a common person. She wasn't the first one.

“Oh my God, Aiden!”

“Okay turn it down a notch Ron!” I yelled. “What's your problem?”

“My problem is how stupid you were to say she wasn't qualified when clearly she is! Look at her file!” he said and slammed the file on my desk.

I scratched the corner of my eyebrow.

“She's the best we've interviewed in months. She has a lot of recommendations and looks at the number of degrees she has, dude! People like her are the ones we need to boost our stocks and promote the company's name!”

I gave him a look.

“The company's pretty successful and our stocks keep rising...”

“And falling!” he snapped.

“We fixed that!” I snapped back. “I spoke with Bradley.”

“And by spoke you mean threatened.”

I groaned.

“It's the same thing Ronbie! Follow!”

He sighed.

“Talent like hers needs to be praised Aiden. Nobody can handle a camera like she can and you know that. Our marketing department lacks that kind of talent.”

“Okay, enough now Ronbie,” I said. “I don't want to hear anything more about that woman! She irritates me now. I just want. to. go. home. please.”

He sighed again and drummed his fingers on my desk.

“I've always known you were stupid Aiden, but you've really proven it today,” he said calmly and walked out.

I frowned as he slammed the door.

“That little... you're fired, Martin!” I shouted after him, knowing he wouldn't hear.

I picked up a pencil and began to twirl it around my fingers as my eyes settled on the opened file. I fixed my gaze on the headshot. Then stood up and grabbed my suit and keys, not forgetting the file.

“Breanna Nolan.”

~Brie~

“Thank you,” I said and walked out of Froyo Loco with five froyos; two for me, one for Roman, Dash, and Meg.

I got in the car and closed the door.

“Here you go Meg,” I said and handed it to Megan.

“Thanks” she replied taking them out.

I started the car.

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