Ace turned behind, and stared at the big clock for a few seconds. When his head returned to proper position, he dragged his gaze straight into Celine's eyes.
"Fridays, standard closing time for employees is 12pm. It's 1pm already, so technically, we're working overtime right now. How exactly are any rules being broken if accounting week is technically over?"
A shudder of disgust ran through her spine as she shot daggers at him. He was too smart with the retorts. It was getting even more difficult getting under his skin.
Despite all the losses she was accumulating, she couldn't afford to give up. With time, she would have him exactly where she wanted him, but for now, let him gloat.
