Hiding Behind Her Superficiality by Kyla Olson

Chapter 522 How to Refuse Someone

While Hank was taking that woman on a tour around his firm, Yelena had left in silence. When Hank turned back, he saw Summer standing at the reception alone, staring at him.

Noticing Hank looking at her, Summer looked at him as well. For the first time ever, there was no admiration in her eyes. There was disappointment and disdain.

Is that disdain I notice? Hank thought he was seeing things. When he tried to take a closer look, Summer had looked away and was staring at the entrance.

“Hank? What are you staring at, Hank?” The girl waved her hand in front of Hank’s face, snapping him out of his stupor.

“Nothing. Let’s go upstairs.”

Cecelia waved her hand. “No. Someone’s waiting for me. That concludes our appointment today. See you tomorrow, Mr. Damazio.”

Hank looked away and nodded gently. “Sure. Go now. Drive safe.”

“I know, I know. Bye now.” Cecelia picked up her bag and walked off. When she reached the entrance, she asked Summer, “Who was that with you just now? She was staring at me.”

Summer thought of Yelena as her friend. The fact that Cecelia was trying to act innocent got on her nerves. She snapped, “That’s confidential. I cannot answer that, miss.”

at Hank. “Your employee

face fell. “She

care about his

Cecelia shrugged and left.

asked, “Why did

what you’re talking about, Mr. Damazio.” Summer sorted out the

welling up in him. “Why did you snap at my client? Have

ready to lose her job over this. This job was hard to

with her lately. It was normal if they became friends. She made an ally out of Summer in just a few days. That’s

know what

If she’s already calling me heartless, there’s no telling how much worse the critique is behind

and will apologize profusely just because she bumps into someone, yet she won’t give up on you. She follows you around all day, but you won’t even give her an answer or even a moment

at

spite her. Words aren’t enough to

to call me

consider your options very carefully from now on, Mr. Damazio.” If I

him not to waste food, and something

tag off and resolutely said, “If you think I’ve offended you and your client, then fire me. I won’t complain, but please don’t leave

“Very well.” Hank nodded.

the termination. Damn it. I’m unemployed now. “I’ll pack my stuff up and go.” She