Chapitre 249: Chapter 249: Plots Around the City (Part 7)

There was a brief pause on the line after Harold asked his question, and then Victoria's response came, unhurried. "So I can be held accountable if I guess wrong?" she asked. "I don't see what's so hard about telling me the problem, rather than having me guess. Or do you think I'm wrong?"

For a moment, Harold found himself struck by the blunt logic in her words. It was true: it was Victoria's day off, and there was no guarantee she'd heard about Don's performance. 

Still, to a man like Harold, such things were trivial. He was the one with the authority; so to him, what he said should be done without hesitation or questioning.

But here he was, being made to feel like a fool. 

A muscle twitched in his jaw, and a vein pulsed visibly on his forehead as his grip tightened around his phone, his fingers turning a little white. Yet he didn't yell.