The two workers bent down to help Craig off the ground. One of them simultaneously glared daggers at Darius, then shot the same stare at Bridget.

"I'm sure you've seen how that specific worker looked at me, right?" Darius voiced, causing Bridget's cheeks to pale like chalk.

She lowered her head, shut her eyes, and sighed. It took her a moment to reel in her emotions before reopening her eyes. When she did, her expression resumed its usual frostiness.

"Yes, sir. I understand. I'll deal with him right away." While saying that, she rolled up her sleeves and approached the rude sales office worker.

As for the worker, his brows furrowed with disappointment at Bridget.

That was when Darius placed his hand on Bridget's shoulder, exerting some pressure so she couldn't move forward.

A sigh left his mouth as he shook his head and remarked, "I've always seen you as an intelligent woman, Bridget. But I never thought you'd pick this guy as your boyfriend, or even have feelings for a man like him