Misha and Micky stood in front of James as the CEO went over the reports in the folder that the younger cousin brought. His eyes were sharp, his body loose. He flipped through the folder at speed, but nothing escaped him.
"Thank you, Micky," the boss acknowledged once he was done.
Micky did not respond, but stood still. Unusually formal for the usually aloof guy, Misha thought.
The Emperor already made his decision.
He was going to take control of things now.
"Ms. Seo," his low voice boomed.
"Ye… yes?" Misha felt weirdly nervous.
"You've been causing problems ever since you joined. Non-stop."
Misha's heart sank. She only wanted to do her best to help the company and get along with everyone. But now she was going to receive her first scolding from the boss.
"It has been a disaster after disaster. Intolerable."
That was harsh. But Misha couldn't speak up for herself. She side-glanced at Micky. He wasn't helping this time.
