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"Trying to get yourself fired?"

Furious at being made to lose all face because of Hannah, John was naturally seething.

He lit a cigarette and slammed his lighter down onto the desk with a sharp clack.

"Did you seriously think the umbrella I bought you was a fake?" Hannah fired back, her own temper flaring.

"Your brain certainly works fast when it wants to." John narrowed his eyes at her