"Mr. Sanchez, do you see this? I'm your secretary. I represent your image, your reputation. And these people have the nerve to lecture me right in front of you. Imagine what they say behind your back."
She dabbed at the corner of her eye. "A few harsh words at my expense, I can take. But your dignity? That's what's really at stake here."
Arnold's expression darkened. He swept a cold look over the employees who'd spoken up, then turned to Doreen.
"What do you think should be done?"
Doreen's eyes lit up. "Fire them. Insubordinate, disrespectful to their superiors. The company has no use for people like that."
"Fine. Handle it exactly the way you said."
The employees who had just spoken up went pale, every single one of them.
I stared at my husband, eyes wide, unable to believe what I was hearing.
All they'd done was say something fair. Doreen put on her wounded act, and now he was going to fire them all.
I knew my husband spoiled Doreen, but I never imagined it went this far. Terminating employees on her word alone? At this rate, a few more sentences out of her mouth and he'd hand her the whole company.
"I don't agree," I said coldly.