Abram~

I threw the files on the table and rubbed my temple as a migraine started to erupt inside my veins like a hot volcano.

"I will get the right file, sir," I heard the timid voice of my manager and glared at him.

"Why the fuck do you think I have enough time just to check which file is wrong and which is correct, huh?" I seethed.

"I am sorry, sir. Please forgive me. I will get the right file right away," he said, and I banged my fist on the table.

"Just get the fuck out. And one more mistake, and you will be fired," I gritted out...