"I didn't forgive her. Remember? I fired her. She was an invaluable asset towards scientific research, and I fired her. I only forgave her after she showed up several months later with a sincere and heartfelt apology."

He stopped with the photos, finally, to have his eyes meets Elena's. It was a steely, contemptuous gaze, filled with a cold anger.

"And I don't recall hiring anyone to make decisions. The most complicated decision you need to make is where we go to for lunch. All the rest are mine to make. That's not your place to do so."

He turned his attention back to the photos.

"She understood that, for the most part."