132. I won't do it...

"Fine," he suddenly sighs, and all eyes open wide as they see him stand up, and backs away from the desk, leaving a huge distance between them both. 

Marcel really had to pinch himself hard to hold it all in. This couple are the best. There drama is never ending, and it's a hundred percent comedy. 

"Are we good now?" Damon asks with a raised brow. And her face cringes with confusion. Why the hell is he acting weird? He should chase her out, fire her, tell her to never appear in front of him again, so why the hell is he doing things like this today?

'What the hell is wrong with Damon King?' was the question not only Isla was asking, but the entire staff.

"Well... What are you waiting for? Go on" he orders in a really calm voice. The calmness and composure of his voice and body, only agitated every other person.