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

am I the one getting

mood long gone. "Unlike you, they know when

clueless about where he'd misstepped. Wasn't he just trying to

the executive slowly

Changes at the helm of Ferguson Corporation were always a big deal,

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

to be Dylan's decision, and he must be in a foul mood

and she'd scheduled the revised contract

about to walk right into

delivery, but before she could, Aiden was at her side. "Mr. Dylan

set her phone aside and walked into the

minute ago, the contract had landed on Dylan's desk, now lying beside him. She knew it well, since she personally put together the

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

that Dylan had called her in, it

And, sure enough.