Fined Thousands for Water

Bad Situation

Furious, Queenie jabbed a finger in my face. "You're nothing without the company! Don't give me that smug look!"

"Really? I don't think so." I took my seat again and turned back to my coworkers. "Where were we? Come on, don't let these clowns get in the way of the party."

My coworkers nodded, and the air was slowly filling up with laughter again. Anthony and Queenie were ignored.

Anthony was irate, and now he was the one jabbing a finger at me. "If you keep this up any longer, I'm canceling our engagement, Christina! Riveropolis will have no place for you!"

I shot him a quick look. "You're still here? What are the guards doing? Guards! I reserved this place. I need you to kick the uninvited guests out."

A group of guards stepped into the room. Queenie was nearly screaming with rage. She cursed and raised her hand against me. "You can't do this to Mr. Shawlesque, you bitch!"

A guard grabbed her hand before it could land, and she could not move an inch. Queenie immediately put on a mask of pain and wriggled her wrist. "You're breaking my hand!" she screamed.

Anthony felt her pain. "This isn't over, Christina! I'm suing these guards for assault! You're going to apologize to Queenie or else!"

I sneered again. Anthony could shout until his face turned blue, but I could not care less.

My disinterest got through to Anthony. He threw a scathing glare at me and left in a hurry with Queenie. He did not want her to get hurt again.

I went to the company the next day to pack my stuff up.

One of my coworkers came up to me and whispered, "Queenie took over your office first thing in the morning, Christina. This is bad."

A frown creased my forehead, but I went to my office anyway. There was no one inside. I heaved a sigh of relief and started packing up my stuff.

Halfway through, Queenie came in with a group of guards. "This is my office, Christina! You're trespassing! You're a thief!"

I stopped packing for a moment and looked at her coldly. "This is my office. I'm packing my stuff. I'm not stealing anything."

She sneered and came up to me, staring me straight in the eye. "Don't try to argue with me! You're fired, so this is now my office!"

I pointed at my belongings sitting on the desk. "I might be fired, but I have a right to my personal laptop and documents."

She was ready for this. "That's not personal! The company's top secrets are inside! You can't take them away!"

I laughed mirthlessly. "Guess we'll have to involve the cops, then."

That wiped the smile off her face. She would not dare call the cops, but she was not going to let me embarrass her. Queenie started scanning the office.

Then she noticed something. "You stole top-secret files belonging to the company! I bet you're trying to sell them off, aren't you?"

The commotion caught a lot of people's attention, including Anthony's. He came to the office in a hurry. First, he scanned the scene, then he looked at Queenie, and finally, he turned to me.

"What do you have to say for yourself, Christina?"

For the first time in my life, I felt like I did not know this man. He was a joke.

"You bought that bullshit story?"

Anthony was about to say something, but Queenie was faster. "I saw it with my own eyes, Mr. Shawlesque! I bet she's going to sell the secrets to our competitor! The Prosper Co. deal is coming to us very soon! We can't let anything leak!"