Chapter 119: Mousy Rat
Derek’s very first plan on what to do early in the morning. Which had been to apologize to Emily, had not worked out. In fact it had been shot out of the sky, and blown to smithereens before it could even take shape. All because he had dawdled, wasting time that he did not have. By the time he had finally decided that it was time to act . It had been too late Emily had already gone home.
It was a fixable mistake.
He could just go back to the diner that night, see Emily, and apologize like he had intended to do earlier that morning. But knowing that fact did absolutely nothing to are alleviate his bad mood, and Derek was letting everyone have it. The smallest things that he usually let go were just bugging him so much.
And he was not mincing words when it came to voicing his displeasure. Intertwining his fingers together, Derek looked at the PA before him.
"Tell me did you pass first grade?" The PA nodded and Derek did not try to hide his scoff.
"Really, I doubt it. I bet that even back then you were dumber than bricks. So stupid that you had to bribe teachers to get by. And quite frankly I believe that even here, there had to have been under the table handshakes going on the day Haven Group hired you. There is just no way an imbecile like you made it to Haven Group as a PA without bribery being involved," The PA before him trembled, looking as though she was either about to wet herself or pass out on the spot. But Derek was unbothered.
It was a simple thing that he had asked them to do.
"Arrange my schedule well so that I can be well prepared for my meetings, simple," But the girl had somehow managed to mess everything up. Leaving Derek and the other PAs to scramble around trying to arrange things last minute without overbooking him. All of this done without a single helpful input from her. And now she had the audacity to cry.
She should have saved the waterworks for someone else. Or maybe for a Derek Haven who was having a good day. As things stood, he was unmoved, her tears having absolutely no effect on him. In fact, he doubted that they would have had an impact even if he’d been in a good mood. Crying was definitely not her best look. Her face had gone red and blotchy, snot and tears mingling as they ran down her face. It was rather disgusting.