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Skylar said, "Ms. Dunn."

Priscilla immediately stood up. Looking at Skylar, who appeared calm and composed, she suddenly felt embarrassed by her own disarray.

She had been so distracted all day that now she was sure her face looked terrible -pale and disheveled.

"I'm sorry. I know I shouldn't disturb you, Mrs. Martin, but I was just notified of my termination today at work. I understand the reason, and I'd like to ask for a chance from you," Priscilla spoke bluntly.

She was momentarily taken aback when she learned that Priscilla had been terminated.

Suddenly, she remembered what Joe had said earlier. She quickly cleared her mind and looked at Priscilla. "A chance?"

"Yes, I know it was my own fault, allowing myself to develop feelings I shouldn't have. I made Mr. Martin uncomfortable, and that's why I was let go. I'm asking for your forgiveness, Mrs. Martin. I would really appreciate it if you could speak to Mr. Martin on my behalf. I promise I'll work hard and never have such feelings again," Priscilla said sincerely.

Skylar looked at her with a neutral expression. "I can't help you with that. Joe and I respect each other's work and decisions, and we don't interfere with one another. You've come to the wrong person. If you have any concerns, you should speak directly with Martin Group."

After speaking, Skylar glanced at the time. There were still ten minutes until the end of her workday.

Priscilla's face twisted with anger. "Mrs. Martin, are you really that worried Mr. Martin might like someone else? Otherwise, you wouldn't have complained to Mr. Martin, right?"

She was upset, feeling that Skylar was being arrogant and dismissive.

She couldn't understand why Skylar couldn't help with a simple request. If only Skylar had spoken to Joe and told him to keep her at the company, everything would be fine.

Skylar raised an eyebrow and then turned to the colleagues waiting outside the lounge. "Please call security for me. Thank you."

She turned back to Priscilla. "It's time for you to leave."

Priscilla's eyes welled up with tears. "You have no idea how important this job is to me. If I lose it, I'll have to start over from scratch. I don't have time for that. My parents have always had high expectations for me. If it weren't for my sudden termination, I could have been promoted by the end of the year. My salary would have doubled. I can't accept losing this job."

Skylar raised an eyebrow. "This job is that important to you?"

Earlier this morning, Paul had called her and mentioned Priscilla's situation, so Skylar knew exactly what Priscilla had done at Martin Group.

Otherwise, Joe wouldn't have fired her.

Realizing Skylar seemed to see right through her, Priscilla immediately felt guilty. She awkwardly shifted her gaze uneasily. "I know people like you, at the top of the ladder, can't understand the struggles of someone like me, who has worked their way up from the bottom.

"I was just confused by a man at the top of the ladder. I let my feelings cloud my judgment. Isn't that a mistake that can be forgiven? To be honest, I was just careless and didn't hide my feelings well. Martin Group has plenty of people who like Mr. Martin. Why should you eare so much?"

Skylar couldn't help but laugh. She had briefly felt some sympathy for Priscilla.

She had considered asking Paul to recommend some job opportunities for her.

But now, she realized that for all her misfortune, there was a certain arrogance about her too.

There was no reasoning with someone like this.

At that moment, the security guards arrived.

"Please escort Ms. Dunn out," Skylar said to the security guard.

The security guard nodded and turned to Priscilla. "This way, please."noveldrama

Priscilla's face was drained of color, and her eyes were hollow with disbelief. She looked at Skylar, her voice shaky. "Mrs. Martin, don't you think you're being too harsh with me?"

Skylar's expression remained stoic. "Priscilla, you've had a good education. You should know what to do by now. Don't put yourself in such an awkward position."

Priscilla froze, the realization dawning on her that she had been making mistake after mistake all day.