Dorothy's POV

"Did you just raise your voice at me?" He asked with a deadly gaze.

"I...I..." I stuttered.

"Can't you speak anymore?" He asked.

"I don't mean it that way, whenever I am over-excited towards something, I always raise my voice to this level, I don't mean to yell at you sir, please don't take this so seriously, forgive me please." I lied hoping he would believe me and forgive me.

I can't lose this job now, this is like my life, once my mom is fine, I will be quitting instantly.

"Mind how you talk to me whether you are over excited or angry, now get a seat...