His Liability (Completed)

Chapter 36: Triggered

My lunch with Uncle Manuel went rather smooth than expected. He asked me about my life and how I survived college. I want to share to him everything but I also don't want to be pitied again just because my parents abandoned me for good after they paid my last tuition in the university.

Two weeks went by so fast because of the designs that I have in my plate. I met clients after clients for the discussion of their preferred designs and how they want to execute everything for the designs. I also met some representatives of companies that are looking for freelance architects and asked me if I can design their houses and being the ambitious and hard working person that I am, agreed to their offer. I just don't know if I can juggle designs after designs.

"Where is the legend for the emergency plan Everson?" I heard Miss Sweeney said while I'm reviewing a few designs that shall be submitted tomorrow.

"L-Legend miss?" Everson asked and looked around his desk.

"Legend. The part of the plan that indicates the route and what floor a person is. Legend, Everson."

"I'll do it later miss. I have a floor plan to finish-"

"Finish this now. I need it now for the presentation at 2PM. You told me yesterday it's complete."

I smirked as I stared at Everson with such judgemental eyes. I never thought he will be this inefficient despite being an achiever. A person's achievement can never really indicate his performance in work.

Miss Sweeney took her leave away from Everson back to her desk where she answered a call before going out of the room. The team is busy these days because we want to finish our pending works until next week so we can focus on the big project in Chiang Mai that was accepted by the company two days ago.

"Such a strict bitch. If she needs it why can't she do it?" Everson whispered while taking the papers on his table.

"That's your work." I pointed out and he looked at me with piercing eyes.

"Did I ask for your opinion? You piece of trash." he spat and I smirked as I looked at my pending floor plans. These are just waiting for approval from our head but the devil inside me whispered that I should put more pressure on Everson.

With that evil thought in mind, I printed out all 50 floor plans for a 50 storey building in Bangkok. I labeled them accordingly before going off my seat and placed it on the psycho's table.

"What is this?" he rudely asked and I pouted.

"Review these floor plans. Make sure that the measurements are right. Also check if the emergency plan fits with all of these." I smiled and he frowned even more.

"Are you fucking kidding me? You are all passing your work on me like I'm some dumpster inside this room!" he shouted and all the people inside stared at him with either shock or offended expressions in their faces.

That's good, dig your own grave. We'll give you the lowest possible score in the evaluation.

I grinned as I leaned closer to him so he can hear what I will say, "You wanted to prove yourself so bad and make me look like an idiot all my life but you never succeeded. Now I'm trying to earn a living, you still followed me here? Are you my fan, little brother?" I taunted and he looks like he's about to explode.

"A fan? Who? Me?"

You dumb bitch. Yes you.

"Gulf you are just a dust on my way. You can never compare your current status to me. Whatever I do, I excel at it and that's something you can't do." he smirked. "What do I expect from a person who doesn't have parents?"