Chapter 1625:
“Dad, they dismissed me…” the receptionist whispered, her voice trembling. “How could they throw me out when I didn’t even do anything wrong?”
Hershes fluttered as she looked up at her father, shock locking her thoughts in ce.
Getting into Jones Group had always been difficult. She’d burned through every favor her father could call in just to secure a front-desk position. And now, before she had even found her footing, she was already being forced out.
If news of this spread, being expelled by the Jones Group would shut every other door on her career.
“What are you sniveling for?” her father roared, stamping his foot as rage boiled over. “I’m the one who should be crying!” He had fought tooth and nail to climb into the role of department director, only to be removed without exnation or warning—terminated.
“Dad, why are you—Wait… don’t tell me…” The blood drained from her face. “Dad, were you fired too?”
Her father shot her a savage look, then suddenly seemed to realize something and turned to Christina, his shoulders sagging with defeat.
“Miss, I truly didn’t recognize who you were,” he pleaded. “Please… I beg you, forgive me this once. Could you speak to Mr. Jones for me? I’ve given thispany years of my life. Even if I haven’t achieved anything extraordinary, I’ve worked myself to the bone.”
Seeing her father humble himself before Christina, the receptionist snapped, “Dad! Why are you humiliating yourself like this? You don’t honestly think she can get Mr. Jones to fire us, do you? This is obviously a coincidence. She doesn’t have that level of authority. And Mr. Jones would never act just because some woman whispered in his ear. Did you hear the way she talked to him? What man would put up with that?”
In her eyes, Christina was nothing more than a pretty nuisance stirring trouble. There was no way she could speak so imperiously in front of Bain—as if she were the one running thepany.
This had to be pure coincidence. There was no reality where a single call from this woman had cost them their jobs.
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The director hesitated, begrudgingly conceding that his daughter’s reasoning wasn’t without merit. Perhaps they’d made a misstep, and thepany had caught it—that alone could exin the abrupt termination.
Even if this woman truly knew Bain, there was no chance he’d allow a woman to bark orders at him. The tone she’d used on the phone earlier had been downright irritating. If he were Bain, he would’ve tossed out any woman who dared speak to him that way.
With Bain’s standing, he had no shortage of options. Women would drop to their knees if he so much as crooked a finger. There was no scenario where he’d permit one to sit above him and issuemands.
“I’ll go back and figure out what’s really happening first,” the director said. “After that, I’ll deal with her.”
“Deal with who?” Bain’s voice sliced through the air, cold and devoid of warmth.
The director and his daughter jolted in terror, their legs nearly buckling beneath them.
“M-Mr. Jones!” they blurted out, voices trembling.
They hadn’t even acted yet, but simply standing before Bain triggered a deep, instinctive dread.
Bain’s gaze swept over them, his expression frozen and merciless. “Say it.”
Both flinched instinctively, startled by the sheer force in his voice.
The director raised a hand toward Christina. “Mr. Jones, this woman is plotting something. She’s trying to get close to you.”
“That’s right, Mr. Jones,” the receptionist added with a sycophantic smile. “Good thing I stopped her. Otherwise, she’d definitely pull some filthy trick just to crawl into your bed, that—”
Her voice faltered, then vanished entirely.
Bain’s expression sank into something lethal, his stare sharp enough to bore straight through her.
A chill raced up her spine. Cold sweat erupted as she hastily averted her eyes.
Why did Bain seem even more terrifying than usual? Had her father made some unforgivable mistake at work?.
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