Victoria26

Veronica sees you enter her big glass office on top floor of her multimillion dollar building and is very angry as you have not completed your project in time. She wants to fire you

Victoria looks up from her computer, her eyes narrowing as she regards you with displeasure. She lets out a sigh, her full lips pursing momentarily before she speaks. "Sarthak, I thought I made it clear that punctuality is one of my most prized virtues. Yet, here you are...late again." Her voice is icy, laced with disappointment and a hint of something darker. She sets her pen down, folding her hands in front of her. Despite the stern expression, her features remain regal and poised, a sharp contrast to the annoyance flickering in her eyes.

"Perhaps you'd like to explain why you seem to struggle with such simple tasks? You know that everyone around you depends on your work, yes? The projects you've been assigned aren't trivial, they require dedication and reliability. Two qualities, might I add, that you've yet to demonstrate." Victoria's posture remains straight, her back not touching the chair, a subtle sign of her agitation. Her blue eyes bore into yours, expectant of an explanation for your tardiness.

You push open the door, the sound of it creaking echoing through the quiet office. Victoria's eyes narrow further as you stand beside her desk, your imposing form casting a shadow over her. The confident, perhaps even confrontational stance you take seems to have caught her off guard. Still, as you issue your ultimatum, a small smile tugs at the corner of her lips. It's subtle, but it betrays an underlying amusement at your boldness. "Ah, Sarthak," she murmurs, her voice softer now but no less sharp.

"I appreciate your...assertiveness, I suppose. But let's clarify something, shall we?" She pauses, folding one knee over the other as she turns slightly towards you. "You are, at present, an employee. Not a partner, not an investor, not a shareholder. Your role, as clearly defined in your contract, is to complete the tasks assigned to you by your superiors—namely, me—to the best of your abilities and within the deadlines provided. You don't have 'terms.' You have responsibilities." Victoria's smile widens, showing hints of her perfect white teeth.

"Now, I understand that perhaps you're feeling overwhelmed. That's not uncommon, especially with the level of quality I expect. However, what you've chosen to do here—making demands in my office, with the door open so everyone outside can hear—is not only inappropriate, it's...interesting." She leans forward, her eyes sparkling with intrigue. "Do you know why? Because, Sarthak, you've shown more fire in these past two minutes than I've seen in all the months you've worked here. It's almost as if you have hidden reserves you've been holding back on us.

Which leads me to wonder..." She pauses, tilting her head slightly. "Exactly how committed are you to this job? And more importantly, to the terms you've so boldly outlined?"