Sibel’s POV
I burst into the office, my eyes scanning the room with alarm. What I saw made my blood boil. Jolie was standing there, her face buried in her hands, tears streaming down her cheeks. Cara's hand was still raised, the livid mark of her palm imprinted on Jolie's cheek. Leo lounged against the desk, a smirk plastered on his face.
My anger flared as I clenched my fists in outrage. Without hesitation, I strode forward, my eyes blazing with fury. “How dare you!” I shouted, my voice echoing off the walls. “Leave her alone, you bullies!”
Paul’s face turned beet red with rage as he thundered at me, “How dare you barge into my office in such a manner! Are you out of your mind? Have you completely lost all respect for your superior?”
I stood tall, my eyes locked on Paul’s, refusing to back down. The air was electric with tension as we engaged in a silent stare-down.