Living With My Lady Boss

At last, Joel finished letting out his anger and collapsed onto the sofa as his chest heaved.

Along while later, he seemed to calm down enough as he lit a cigarette and fell deep into thought.

Eventually, he called out, "Jar!" Jar Wattmen, Joel's secretary, hurried inside from where he had been hiding, trembling from head to toe. "Yes, Mister William? What can I do for you?" "Call Borghetti. Tell him I need to see him. It's urgent," said Joel.

Jar immediately whipped out his phone and did as he was told.

Joel's expression was ashen then as he fumed, "How dare you do this to me, Maniac. Well, I won't be playing nice either. Don't faultfor that." Just then, over at a random building.

A crowd of property owners was gathered in front of the sales department, protesting at the top of their lungs and waving flags demanding that their properties be handed over to them on tand their losses be compensated.

It had been three years overdue, and none of the property owners had received their units yet.

The property handler paced about in his office, extremely anxious.

up until they left. He had powerful people backing him up

There had been quite a ruckus over the past couple of days, and the property handler had called

the property owners were all working together. It was an unusual sight. There were a few pretty powerful people in the

had no choice but to stay hidden in the office as they did not dare

outside the office.

the company. However, they were told that the owner's

that piece of sh*t person in charge to death." The property owners were thoroughly

rest of the property owners crowded behind them, shouting their chants at the

far too long. They had not gotten their units and had even been

standing up for them, they were finally able to get back at the bastards who had stepped

guards to deflect the attacks, trying to hold the

usually experts at handling the property owners, but this time, they were taken down within minutes as they howled