Though Yvette Sterling had been a housewife since getting married, never stepping foot in the corporate world, her arrogant, overbearing nature hadn't diminished in the slightest. She shot a cold glare at the plainly dressed employee blocking her path and snapped imperiously, "You dare block my way? Do you want to lose your job? Get out of my sight!"
Though Thea Grant held a low-ranking position, she had never been spoken to like this. Furious, she retorted, "Who do you think you are? You're not even an employee here, yet you barge in shouting. If you don't leave, I'm calling security."
"Not an employee?" Yvette raised an eyebrow. She spared Thea a glance before turning to the silent Shalma Hughes. "Shalma! Why don't you tell her exactly who I am? Tell her if I have the right to be here!"
