Chapter 2: GOT SACKED!

"Why didn't you tell me it belonged to that weirdo?" Alfric questioned.

"You never gave me the chance." Hazel said while she shrugged, trying to hold back her laughter.

"Now tell me, who looks like a little wizard now?" She added with mockery, seeing the ugly look on Alfric's spunky face.

Alfric placed down the glass cup in anger while he focused on the omellete in front of him, chewing with all seriousness.

"You and Madison should dam acting childish and try get along." Hazel scolded him.

"She's the childish one, not me; she's the one having a weird thought about me, it's best you say that to her instead." Alfric snapped back at Hazel.

"Jeez! "I don't know what I'll do with you two." Hazel shook her head and continued with her meal.

"Anyways, what brought you over so early?"

"I missed your face, ever since you've been working in RD group, you hardly create time for a dear friend. So I resolved to bringing my self over. Alfric spoke in a sarcharrine manner.

"I'm sorry about that buddy, just got to take my job serious." Hazel replied trying to hide her distress.

Something seemed to pop up in Alfric's head, and he glanced at his wristwatch.

"This is already past 9 a.m; aren't you late for your work?" Alfric asked trying to lay an emphasy as he wasn't approving of Hazel working in RD group.

Hazel froze as she recalled on what she had settled on to do the previous night and she just couldn't tell Alfric the whole thing yet.

She was going to hand in her resignation letter to the company—But won't getting to work late only add to her problems? Hazel mused in her head, unknowingly to Alfric.

"Uhm... Yeah, I'll surely go; I was just a bit weak earlier. You better hurry so I won't be more late than I already am." She scolded Alfric, trying to cover up her niggles.

Twenty minutes later, Hazel was done as she surged out of the house with Alfric.

Alfric offered her a ride, which Hazel gladly accepted as she was very familiar with him and she also wouldn't have to make expense on her transport fare.

****

It was just a twenty-minute ride to RD Group of Companies, as the traffic on the way was light.

Hazel alighted from the car; she remembered something and turned to Alfric.

"Hope you didn't forget about the 12th of next week?" Hazel asked in a confirming tone.

"12th?... Oh yeah! Sure, I'll be there to accompany you as always." Alfric replied with a smile after realizing what Hazel meant.

"This time, you and Madison will accompany me; No saying no! Hazel stated firmly, giving Alfric an emotionless gaze.

"Inviting that Weirdo again?..damn! Well, I need to go now, Hazel; Dad needs me in the company." Alfric made an excuse to leave.

"Also, if you find this new job of yours tiring, be assured I can get you an offer in Gamo oil and gas; Dad won't refute me." Alfric added a hint of assurance.

"Thanks, Alfric, but you need not bother; I'm cool as always." Hazel replied, giving Alfric a warm smile.

She felt grateful to have a friend like him, but she wasn't the type to place her burdens on others, no matter how close.

Alfric gave her a nod and drove off afterwards.

Hazel twirled around, and her expression became somewhat bitter, as she had known what she had come for.

She exhaled loudly and brazed herself up as she bunged into the company.

****

"Hey you! Why are you so late, huh? There are documents for you to type, so hurry." Her manager, 'Laura Clemson', attacked her immediately she got into the staff office.

Hazel hesitated and wanted to see her privately to hand in her resignation letter when Laura spoke again.

"Oh yeah! Miss Kate inquired of you not quite long; she asked for you to come over whenever you've resumed." Laura informed her and walked back to her office.

Hazel could only hold her breath and go upstairs to see the boss' secretary, as she didn't know what it was for.

Getting to the last floor, she got out of the elevator and walked to the secretary's table.

"Good morning, Miss Kate. I was told you asked for me to come see you." Hazel spoke politely, while standing opposite Kate in a composed manner.

"Yes, Miss Hazel, actually, it's about your job. Did you in any way offend President Ethan?" Kate probed.

"Offend?... uhm... I don't quite understand." Hazel acted naive.

"Anyways, he called me in, earlier this morning to prepare your sack letter; although I tried to ask him the reason, he only said you aren't qualified for your job anymore." Kate explained.

"If you feel there's anything you've done to infuriate him, you can tell me; I can help you talk to him in my best way." Kate said it with a hint of concern.

"Thank you, Miss Kate; it's fine. Since the boss himself had chosen to let me go, who am I to refute? " Hazel said this with a bitter smile on her face.

Kate sighed deeply and finally brought out the sack letter, which she passed to her.

"Thank you, Miss Kate." Hazel nodded and walked out of Kate's office.

She had initially come to resign, but now that she has just received a sack letter, what is more embarrassing than this? It seemed Ethan had already hated her to the bone.

She surged forward to take the elevator when she heard voices coming out of Ethan's office, and she instinctively turned to look.

"Thank you very much; we'll be very glad to work with you, President Ethan," the first person said.

"We will send you all the necessary information after today," The second added.

"It's alright, Chairman Gagmon; I'll be expecting them," Ethan replied, giving Turner Gagmon a friendly handshake.

Hazel furrowed her brows in queerness, as she felt the chiarman Ethan had called out, could be Alfric's father; she also knew the Gagmons were family friends to the Roys, as she had once heard from Alfric, but she couldn't tell who the other man was; probably a friend to Turner, she thought.

Although she had never met Alfric's father before or even seen him, her instinct told her she might be correct.

After the duo had exchanged pleasantries with Ethan at the front of his office door, they turned to take the elevator when Turner saw her, and Hazel acknowledged them respectfully.

"Hey, young miss, how's work going?" Turner replied to her greeting with a smile as he headed to the elevator.

"Very well, sir." Hazel responded while her eyes met Ethan's associal gaze fixed on her as he stood at the entrance of the office.

Hazel twitched and quickly retracted her gaze, while Ethan took the initiative to close the door, but paused when he saw Turner walk back and speak to Hazel.

"Young Miss, I sense you look familiar; have we met before?" Turner probed, trying to recall where he had once met Hazel.

"I don't think so, sir; probably you mistook me for someone else." Hazel replied politely.

"Oh, my bad! I'm very sorry. Do you work here?" Turner probed further.

"Uhm—"Hazel hesitated this time as she was lost for words, knowing Ethan was still listening to their conversation.

"Not anymore."A deep, standoffish voice replied abruptly.

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