Rage... Rage was the only visible thing in Draco’s eyes. His eyes were on the wristwatch which was broken already. His jaw hardened and his gaze moved to Tessa who was still on the floor, obviously fidgeting in fear.

"How dare you?!" He growled, his voice sending cold chills down Tessa's spine.

"I... I'm sorry," She quickly bowed, her hands already trembling in fear. This was her only means of survival, if she perhaps lost this job, then that's the end of her life.

🗣️ She's so dead!

🗣️ How could she spoil his wristwatch?!

🗣️ That serves her right! She's too clumsy!

🗣️ A poor cleaner for that matter,...