"I don't know if they told you that one of the ships was damaged and that it would take three weeks to repair it," she reported.

"That's what you're the manager for, look for solutions, don't call me, so I can give you the answers," he snorted.

"I know very well what to do," she refuted, "I was just calling you to let you know that for the time being I will ask you to rent another ship," she said annoyed, "that expense is not included in the budget, that's why I require your authorization," she muttered, snorting.

“Do what you think is convenient!” He exclaimed, raising his voice.

“Don't raise your voice at me Gerald Lennox, I'm not to blame for your bad mood, go and find someone to take it out on, not me.

"Myriam!" he yelled loudly.

She hung up the call and left him speechless.

Lennox's assistant dropped her pencils in shock, since no one in the company was ever capable of questioning him, let alone leaving him with the word in his mouth.

“What do you want?” He growled.

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