Sydney still rooted to her chair right in front of her already furious boss,Paxton. Her hands began to sweat in the full blown air conditioned office due to anxiety.

She already began to tear up and used her fingers slightly to pat them so her make up wouldn’t get smudge but already her mascara began to form black spots around her eye part.

Paxton on the other hand,sat giving an “I do not gives two fucks” attitude while deep down he wanted Sydney to quite crying.

“I do not pay you monthly to see you cry in my office while I question you. So get a hold of yourself.” Paxton...