Camilla's POV
"In summary, Ms. Camilla, I recommend you return home immediately. Inform whoever needs to know, say your goodbyes, and prepare yourself because your departure is imminent," the manager stated with rigid professionalism that left zero room for negotiation.
I stared at her, my mouth slightly agape as though I had misunderstood.
"Should you fail to appear at the airport tomorrow," the man sitting next to her interjected with a cutting tone, "we will assume you have declined the opportunity and forfeited your position as Business Development Manager."
My jaw dropped. "Wait..."
The manager interrupted me before I could finish my thought, denying me even basic courtesy.
"That concludes our meeting," she declared with absolute authority. "Additional details will be forwarded to your email address. Good day."
Her dismissive tone felt like a door being slammed in my face. She then nodded toward the exit, making it clear my presence was no longer welcome.
