Chapter 883

Anton drove back home, his car tearing through the streets.

In the backseat, Cathryn felt his rage and said, "Anton, please slow down."

"Shut up!" Anton yelled, his eyes flashing with anger in the rearview mirror.

He had thought that Marion would care about their old feelings, but Cathryn had proven utterly useless, defeated in just a few rounds. Compared to Debra, Cathryn was nothing more than a pretty face.

Cathryn's expression darkened at Anton's rebuke. Just as they arrived at Anton's place, they saw the front door wide open, with security guards moving in and out.

Anton slammed on the brakes and rushed out of the car, shouting, "Who authorized you to move my things? Who sent you?"

"Mr. Ellam, this is your termination letter," a secretary said, handing him a document. "We are following company protocol. This villa is provided by the company for its directors. Since you have been dismissed, we must reclaim the villa and allocate it to the next director." "What did you say?" Anton gritted his teeth. "Is this Marion's order?"

decision," the secretary replied coolly, ignoring Anton's protests and ordering the movers

take our things. Please, don't take them away," Mathilda Ellam cried, running out of the house and clinging to her husband. "Anton, why

I've dedicated my life to the company, and now they're taking my

Watching from the sidelines,

felt the full

the first time. She wondered if the only way to win

en

Marion's return with Debra spread like wildfire, appearing in newspapers and

news and sneered. Marion

head. "Boss, it was my fault. I didn't anticipate that Cathryn would be so

not your fault," Drake said. "Marion came prepared, and Debra is no

the head of the McKinney Groupe Drake had stopped underestimating her. Her previous acts

got his hands on

loosened his tie and asked, "Has Debra's

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