"There is only one possibility - Trista doesn't want you to go back. She has reported your poor h, so Mr. Donald has not allowed you to return to your original job."

"She's not that kind of person," I argued with some confidence.

"Really? Don't forget how you bullied her in the beginning. Now she's turning into a phoenix. can you live?"

When I heard this sentence, I stopped rooted to the spot.

"When you see the situation under your feet, you have retreated to the edge of the cliff for her. Are you willing to wash the toilet here all your life?"

Of course, I am not!

"Then think...