Kirk's pov
"Mr. Ira, please help us... We really can lose this job... Please..."
Like them, I also put my hope in Ira.
"I am sorry. I have no right to interfere in Mr. Donald's decision." said Ira gruffly, "You should get up and leave as soon as possible. Don't wait for Mr. Donald to reprimand you. The consequences will be more severe."
After Mr. Ira left, the three female employees looked at me in confusion.
She gripped her hair painfully and muttered, "ruined, ruined... My career... My success..."
"Kirk, what happened?" One of the women pulled me to her and asked.
"You bitches, you are all betraying me!" I can help but stare at them.
One of the women looked at me and said, "Kirk, we are in the same boat. Now the ship is in trouble. Do you want to watch it sink?"
"Or what?" I huffed. "This ship is beyond saving. What else can we do but jump into the sea together?"
"But... Even if I want to die, you have to make me understand!"