Your Guise Is Slipping, Miss Pearl

James didn't say anything, quietly looking at Summer.

"Also, you can ignore her, but bringing someone new to purposely upset her is too much... I don't even know how to describe you anymore," Summer continued, her anger palpable as if she were the victim in the situation.

James couldn't help but laugh. "Are you implying that I'm a bad person?"

Even though Summer thought James was the worst, she knew it wasn't worth losing her job over expressing it. "I wouldn't go that far, but you should definitely think about it," she replied firmly. Summer imagined herself being furious if she were in Esther's shoes. Esther was so kind-hearted. If it were her, she would have caused a scene to embarrass them both.

James glanced at the uneaten food on the table, remembering how Esther always reminded him not to waste food. A pang of sadness washed over him. How unhappy must Esther be if she couldn't even enjoy the food she loved?

you can fire me, and I'll accept it. But I still think you should just leave her alone if

join the ranks of the unemployed. "I'll pack my things then," she said, turning to collect

to resign. I think our firm needs someone who values justice as much

paused and turned around in disbelief. "Really? You think I value

James

away, Summer interjected, "In that case, I should mention that Esther saw the woman who came over and was very upset. She said she'll never come over again." Never come over again? That must

his feelings. It felt

all she could. The rest

by herself for the first time. She chose Dark Bar