#Chapter71
DREIDAN'S POV
/"I said put the fucking painting on the left side, not there./" I said, fighting hard to keep my cool. Where the fuck did Roberto hire these kind of incompetent workers? They could not follow simple instructions. So far, setting up a gallery was not the easiest task.
I looked over my shoulder and saw 'Sandro flirting with one of the female workers. The dude did not even care about the kind of women he mingled with. So far as you've got a pussy, he's in. In fairness, the girl was pretty good looking, but why the hell is she flirting during my work hours with the help? I walked over to them and looked at her. My gaze was so intense she started squirming. /"Get lost. You're fired./"
/"But sir.../"
/"Dreidan./"