Sebastian gently placed his hand on my shoulder, his voice suddenly calm, almost coaxing. “Let’s not argue anymore. We’ll talk about this later, okay? For now… I accept your choice.”
But the way he agreed so quickly unsettled me more than his anger had.
An hour later, I stepped out of my office — only to stop when I heard voices coming from around the corner.
I moved quietly, staying out of sight.
Candela’s voice was sharp, no longer trembling. “So that’s it? I lost my job and you just let her have her way? Why didn’t you fight harder?”
Sebastian exhaled heavily. “Relax. I can’t push too hard when I still don’t have full control of the company. I need to stay on her good side. We’ll just go along with whatever she wants until everything is secured. You understand that.”
Candela sounded frustrated. “And how long do we keep pretending?”
“As long as it takes,” he replied, his tone turning cold and calculating. “She thinks firing you gives her control, so let her believe that. We’ll follow her lead for now.”
There was a brief pause.