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."

rule. After all, he was using funds from partners, not exactly skimming off the company. He'd done it before without any issues, but this time,

am I the

his chair, his earlier good mood long gone. "Unlike you, they know when

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

low, the executive slowly made his exit, accepting his

top-floor staff about the executive's abrupt departure. Changes at the helm of Ferguson Corporation were always a big deal, usually announced with some fanfare. This time,

caught wind of the gossip-an executive had been shown

taken aback. If it was a sudden move, it had to be Dylan's decision, and he must be in

she'd scheduled the revised contract to be delivered just then

to walk right into

but before she could, Aiden was at her side.

aside and

straightened her back. Just a minute ago, the contract had landed on Dylan's desk, now lying beside him. She knew it

fast with anything else. Why did they have to deliver so promptly

Dylan had called her in, it was clear she was in for a

And, sure enough.