Immediately after Aubrey shut the office door, her gaze landed on Charles, who stood just beside it, his brows slightly arched in curiosity.
"Pfft!" she scoffed, her lips curled in disdain. "You disgust me," she seethed.
Without waiting for a reply, she turned on her heels and stormed off down the hallway.
A few employees still lingered in the hallway, their curiosity refusing to let them return to work. They had stayed back, hoping to catch even the slightest hint of what had transpired between Aubrey and the CEO.
As soon as they spotted Aubrey storming toward them, her booth clicking furiously against the tiled floor, they quickly parted, forming a narrow path for her to walk through.
Aubrey didn't spare them a glance. Her jaw was clenched, her grip on her handbag tight enough to bruise, and her entire body radiated simmering rage.
"What does that spoilt brat always want from CEO Augustine?" one employee whispered.
