Labor

“You sure this plan is going to work?” Elizabeth asked for the umpteenth time.

“Why do I feel like it's not the plan you're worried about but the person you might find,” Elsa crossed her arms.

Elizabeth let out a sigh.

“It's just that, I really like him, you know. I desperately want him to be the good guy. It will break me if he is actually the mole here.”

“It's okay to be terrified. It's normal when you love someone, you want them to be an angel. A misunderstood villain and all of that but we need to face reality here. If Zion is not who he pretends to be, then we need to purge him out of your company before he ruins you,” Elsa said frankly.

“But why would he?” Elizabeth threw her hands in her hair, confused and frustrated. “I offered him a job as my PA with a heavy paycheck and mouthwatering allowances to enable him to better the lives of his grandmother and son. I got him a fucking luxury apartment. Why would he repay me by sabotaging my company?”

“You've said all the good things