"Fired?" Charles echoed, his brows arching upward as he struggled to process Mrs. Wales's words.
'What have I done to deserve this?' he wondered, his mind racing.
Swallowing hard, Charles decided he couldn't stay silent. "May I ask what I did wrong?"
If she truly intended to fire him, then it was only fair that she provided a valid reason.
Charles took a steady breath, straightening his posture as he stepped forward, his gaze unwavering. "Do you mind telling me why I'm being fired so suddenly?"
Charles voice was firm, laced with a quiet defiance. "I've done nothing wrong, so I deserve an explanation."
Charles's boldness sent a ripple through the group of cleaners, and some exchanged glances, subtly nodding in agreement.
They, too, were baffled by Mrs. Wales's decision to fire someone without cause.
Mrs. Wales scoffed, her expression twisting with irritation. "You have no right to question me, young man," she spat, her voice sharp with authority.
