Love's Bitter Edge (Eva and Leonard)

Chapter 492 I Got Fired

"Is this the company's regulations or your regulations, Mr. Finnley?" I raised my voice. His office door was left open. It seemed like he wanted to let his team know who was the boss and deliberately didn't close it. "Cease your nonsense, Rinatta. You're the one who affected the company first." Mr. Finnley slammed the desk and shot to his feet, seemingly enraged.

"For one, you keep taking off days, which heavily impedes the work in progress. Now, the company has been attacked by public opinion because of your indecency. I don't care who recommended you for the job. In fact, not even Willis can save your ass now. I want you to get lost this instant!" He directly hurled my documents to the floor and looked at me with a grim expression.

I glanced at the document on Mr. Finnley's desk, and I finally figured out the reason he was targeting me relentlessly and maliciously.

The promotion system in the company was very strict. It didn't care about years of service. Instead, it only valued results.

I might not have been working here for a long time, but I had already contributed design works to major projects. Also, I was a permanent employee. If I continued down this path, I would soon steal his thunder. Furthermore, I used to be a design director.

Mr. Finnley had been holding onto his current position for two years. It was only normal for him to want to be promoted. Meanwhile, I was the hurdle to his career advancement. Naturally, he'd want to weed me out.

Mr. Finnley might've portrayed himself as an upstanding man, but he was actually a snake.

fire me according to the proper procedures and give me the severance pay plus one month's salary. Also, since you've fired me, you all can't continue to use the design proposal I

for a major project on my own. I had no intention of letting them

to give me support, I'd be able to use his authority to pull Mr. Finnley down a peg. However, I immediately shook the

something like that.

tarnished the company's reputation.

make my

Astrid had told me multiple times about this. Although the legal procedures would take years, one wouldn't be able

door and approached me. "What's the matter? Are you trying to file a police

mess, it's going to take three to five

If an ordinary designer went to the embassy to handle these matters, then it would probably take a long

With that said, I wasn't about to

you want to do it, I

immediately packed up my