Chapter 12 Bad Luck

• “Damn bastard! Why don’t you just die?” Kimberly stomped her foot as she entered her office. All the way to her office, all she did was curse Damian. She didn’t even respond to any of the greetings from her employees. It wasn’t that she was arrogant—her mind was simply in chaos because of that jerk who kept disturbing her life.
• “What made you walk into your office cursing like this? Which bastard are you talking about?” Carol had been waiting in Kimberly’s office for a while. She was reading a magazine when she was startled by her friend storming in, cursing.
• Kimberly stopped in her tracks when she heard Carol’s voice. She exhaled harshly upon seeing her friend already in the office. Her emotions were so out of control that she had even ignored her assistant earlier.