Chapter 89 Naomi

Everyday I walk into the break room, and these women act like I don't belong here, like they Co founded KB TECH. Like they're some kind of important investors. Every day I had to pretend they weren't talking shit about me or gossiping about me. Everyday I have to pretend I am okay with it when I'm trying so hard not to flip and beat the shit out of someone.
As I stare at Amber, all I want to do right now is just to slap her. Pull her away from desk, and punch the shit out of her. But I can't. I don't want to. I have self control. I was trained by a well respected mother, and a great father. I had proper home training and I know how to fight women like Amber without really fighting them.
" When you're done, please, excuse me, I have work to do." I smile at Amber as I continue my work.