The words 'a hefty donation' made Jared cringe for a moment. He hated giving away money, but even he was not stupid enough to say no. It was for a good cause and he loved any positive public publicity he could get, and that would definitely do it. "Look, mistakes in my world are not tolerated. You don't like the way I operate, don't let the door hit you in the ass on the way out."<br/><br/>The irony of all things is that Jared was not this big of an asshole to everyone, in fact it was limited primarily to his secretaries. He had a great track record with other businesses, and even many of his employees, but secretaries were like worthless slaves to him and he expected them to be the best if he was going to pay them a decent salary, which at $75k a year was definitely good. This of course was not to say that Jared was the best socializer in the world, far from it, but he could get the job done in spite of an ego the size of the galaxy.<br/><br/>"How about your place then since you offered." Jared had no toys to speak of and in all reality he didn't want her to see the inside of his house and get any ideas of things to take. He was untrusting in this way. He took a giant swig of whiskey, downing the glass in one swoop. Jared's face scrunched up with the burn, it was unavoidable and yet, he enjoyed it. "Thanks for the drink doll face." He smiled at Emma for the first time and offered the glass back to her.