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."

an unspoken rule. After all, he was using funds from partners, not exactly skimming off the company. He'd done

this. Why am I the

earlier good mood long gone. "Unlike

where he'd misstepped. Wasn't he just trying to lighten

Head hanging low, the executive slowly

staff about the executive's abrupt departure. Changes at the helm of Ferguson Corporation were always

Clara got to the office, she caught wind of the gossip-an executive had been shown

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

time, and she'd scheduled the revised contract to be delivered just then so Dylan would

about to walk

postpone the delivery, but before she could, Aiden was at her side. "Mr. Dylan wants to see you."

set her phone aside and

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

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

her in, it was clear she was

And, sure enough.