Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 226

The executive was riding high on his proposal, feeling pretty smug, until he caught sight of Dylan setting the papers aside with an air of indifference.

"All done?"

"Yes, yes, I'm finished. I know you're busy, Mr. Dylan, so just leave it to me!"

Dylan called Aiden into the room.

Aiden, with a cheerful grin, adjusted his glasses and said, "You're fired."

The executive blinked, thinking he must have misheard. He straightened up, shifting his gaze between Aiden and Dylan.

Dylan didn't even look up, maintaining a cold and distant demeanor.

The executive's face flushed a deep red, his lips quivering slightly. "My recent projects have been quite profitable. We've made money on several. I'd like to know why this is happening."

Dylan set down his pen, pulled out a stack of reports, and replied in a flat tone, "You've been mixing personal expenses with company accounts."

the spot. He thought he'd been discreet. Besides, it's like something of an unspoken rule. After all, he was using funds from partners, not exactly skimming off the company. He'd done it before without any issues,

am I the one getting the

in his chair, his earlier good mood long gone. "Unlike you,

red to pale, still clueless about where he'd misstepped. Wasn't he just trying to lighten the

towards the door. Head hanging low, the executive slowly made his

abrupt departure. Changes at the helm of Ferguson Corporation were always a

the office, she caught wind

sudden move, it had to be Dylan's decision, and he must be in a

she'd scheduled the revised contract to be delivered just then so Dylan would get it

she about to

could, Aiden was at her side. "Mr. Dylan wants to see you." Aiden always seemed aloof when addressing

set her phone aside and walked into

had landed on Dylan's desk, now lying beside him. She knew it well,

those people never moved this fast with anything else. Why did they have to deliver so promptly this

her in, it was

And, sure enough.