Living With My Lady Boss by Blue Silver

At last, Joel finished letting out his anger and collapsed onto the sofa as his chest heaved.

Along while later, he seemed to calm down enough as he lit a cigarette and fell deep into thought.

Eventually, he called out, "Jar!" Jar Wattmen, Joel's secretary, hurried inside from where he had been hiding, trembling from head to toe. "Yes, Mister William? What can I do for you?" "Call Borghetti. Tell him I need to see him. It's urgent," said Joel.

Jar immediately whipped out his phone and did as he was told.

Joel's expression was ashen then as he fumed, "How dare you do this to me, Maniac. Well, I won't be playing nice either. Don't faultfor that." Just then, over at a random building.

A crowd of property owners was gathered in front of the sales department, protesting at the top of their lungs and waving flags demanding that their properties be handed over to them on tand their losses be compensated.

It had been three years overdue, and none of the property owners had received their units yet.

The property handler paced about in his office, extremely anxious.

happened in the past, he would have just gotten security to beat these people up until they left. He had powerful people backing him up and enough money to win over these pesky protesters

ruckus over the past couple of days, and the property handler had called for a large amount of security to disperse the crowd and even attack the property

were all working together. It was an unusual sight. There were a few pretty powerful people in

days, the property handler and guards had no choice but to stay hidden in the office as they did not dare to go

property owners had crowded up to right outside the office. There was

owner of the company. However, they were told that the owner's secretary was handling the matter and to stall

us our units, or we'll trash this place and beat that piece of sh*t person in charge to death." The property owners were thoroughly riled up now. The hunky blokes at the front of the crowd brandished their batons, charging inside and

the property owners crowded behind them, shouting their chants at the top of their lungs, with many even

been bullied and taken advantage of for far too long. They had not gotten their units and had even been attacked after asking

to get back at the bastards

for the guards to deflect the attacks, trying to hold

owners, but this time, they were taken down within minutes as they howled in

the police, running for his life. However, he was caught in no tand