Mr. Jefri froze. He stared at me, his gaze clinical and heavy, for several agonizing seconds before letting out a long, weary sigh. He reached over, snatched his tailored suit jacket from the sofa, and began to put it on, all while keeping his eyes fixed on the floor-to-ceiling mirror."Don't be so dramatic and cynical," he said, his voice cold and detached. "I simply authorized a minor allowance to cover your personal expenses." He paused, casting a razor-sharp, condescending glance in my direction. "If you find this offer so offensive to your ego, you are more than welcome to throw it in the trash."He grabbed his briefcase, pivoted, and walked out without a second glance, his expression remaining perfectly icy until the door clicked shut behind him."You absolute, unmitigated bastard!" I shrieked into the empty room, throwing the black debit card at the heavy wood of the door with all my strength."Arrogant, tyrannical, perverted monster!" I screamed at the empty space he had just o
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