The Alpha's Unclaimed Mate (Jason and Laila) by Caroline Above Story novel Chapter 14

I felt all of it boiling back up. The comments, the sneers, the little daggers she threw whenever she could.

Not today.

"I don't work in food service," I said, calm and even, though my heart was hammering.

Her eyebrows shot up. "Excuse me?"

"You heard me. Get your own coffee."

The air in that elevator dropped about twenty degrees. Jason was watching now, sharp, like he knew something was about to explode.

"Everyone in this building serves their betters," Brittany said, her voice going ice-cold. "And I'm definitely your better."

Something inside me cracked right down the middle.

I looked down at the steaming cup of coffee in my hand. Still hot. Still full. "Of course," I said sweetly. "Let me help you with that."

I stepped forward like I was going to hand Brittany my coffee. She reached for it eagerly, that smug smile still plastered on her face. And then I "accidentally" tilted my hand. The scalding liquid splashed across her pristine white skirt in a dark, spreading stain. Brittany screamed. Actually screamed. Like I'd set her on fire instead of just spilling coffee.

She jumped backward, the cup clattering to the elevator floor. "You stupid little bitch!" she shrieked, her voice climbing higher with each word. "I'm going to demand that Vanessa fire your sorry ass!"

I watched her panic with cold satisfaction. Six years of buried rage finally getting a little payback.

Jason stepped forward, but not to help me. His voice came out flat, dismissive. "You clearly lack professionalism," he said to me, like I was some incompetent employee. "Go find Vanessa and tell her we need to speak with her."

The casual cruelty in his tone cut deeper than Brittany's shrieking. This was the real Jason. The one who'd always seen me as beneath him.

"What do you even want with Vanessa?" I shot back, my voice sharp with six years of suppressed anger. "She's already clearly refused to work with you."

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