Zoe was starting to think she misunderstood him and couldn’t help but say, “Mr. Mason. I think we…”

He didn’t let her finish.

Leaning back on his chair, he said dryly, “There’s no need to explain yourself! Get out if you don’t want the job. I need to rest now.”

He sounded so stern that it felt like he was as cold-blooded as a snake.

That was when it occurred to her that she was standing in his company. Now, he was in the role of the director who commanded over ten thousand employees in Lockw