He grabbed her hand walking outside his office, down the elevator to the parking lot. She had no choice but to keep up with his pace. He was raging with anger and had had it with the childish games.
“Let me go or I’ll scream, I believe this is called harassment, Mr. Specter.” Alex said.
“Listen up young lady! Your daddy maybe one of the richest men in New York, but it doesn’t give you any right to act like a spoiled little bitch. There are a million better things I could do, but instead I'm stuck with you for the next three months. So I suggest you behave yourself or else I won’t be so nice the next time.” He let go of her hand. He rarely lost his control, but she knew how to push his buttons.
She was evil he concluded.
Alex sat in his car quietly trying not to piss Harvey off as he drove to her condo. She decided to end the games and tell him the truth when they reached her home. He had probably suffered enough and truth be told babysitting wasn’t in the job description of a senior partner. Maybe they could be civil if she initiated a truce, she thought.
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