Chapter 882 You're Fired

"I'm fine, Mrs. Engel. Really," replied Deirdre, smiling, as she felt warmth enveloping her heart. She took a sip of water and turned to Brendan. "Are you going to be okay after, urn, today?" "Why? It was nothing."

Deirdre was skeptical of his claim, but she simply could not pry more out of him and decided to get information straight from the horse's mouth. She waited until Brendan went to his study and asked Mrs. Engel instead.

"But Miss McKinnon!"

Deirdre flashed a smile. "Don't worry about how I'm gonna take it, Mrs.

curious, that’s all. Just wondering how this whole

as ever," she said vaguely." Uh, Mr. Brighthall’s being dragged

Of course,

while you were locked up there. I can tell, or you wouldn’t have come down with that bellyache just now." "Thank you, Mrs. Engel. Sorry for the trouble." "Not

instinctively looked up to where the first floor was. Brendan

and decided to ascend the stairs. She made her way to his study, but before

okay? How are we supposed to bounce back!?" "When we told you to resign and let others take your position as CEO, you and Madame Brighthall vetoed it with a flimsy bid for patience. And look what they had brought us!? Even if this whole sh*tstorm passes, Brighthall’s reputation will never recover!" 'You need to give a press release right now! Tell the world that you protected Deirdre McKinnon because you think whatever punishment she deserved is the one mandated by law, and so you're thinking of personally sending her to prison. Or else... The entire board of directors

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