The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

Chapter 89

Chapter 89 Isn't This the President's Seat?

On the tenth floor of the Dunn Group building, in the sales department, Connor stood nervon outside the office of Howard.

At just 26, Howard had earned his MBA from Huffurd Business School in Autreynia, where he had crossed paths with Shirley during her studies.

A year ago, Howard had returned to the country and stepped into his role at Dunn Group.

With the recent founding of Eastvale, many people expected Howard to be the next president.

Rumors swirled that during his time at Autreynia, he had been pursuing Shirley.

His decision to come back and work for Dunn Group was believed to be motivated by this interest.

Allegedly, he had turned down offers from several prestigious international companies to join Dunn Group instead.

These factors positioned Howard as the clear second-in-command at Dunn Group.

He often brought up his connection to Shirley's senior in the university, leading many to speculate about whether he might become her fiancé.

Howard's responses to such inquiries were always vague, creating the impression that he and Shirley were romantically involved.

Over time, many within the organization began to believe that Howard would eventually join the core management team of Dunn Group. Yet, despite nearly two years in the company, he still hadn't made it to the board of directors.

This was Connor's first visit to Howard's office.

If Piper hadn't asked him to report Rosalie, he wouldn't have dared to step inside.

To him, Howard was a significant player in Shirley's life and a likely future leader of Dunn Group.

After a moment's hesitation, Connor finally gathered the courage to knock on the door.

"What do you want?" Howard looked up, frowning at Connor.

"Mr. Dixon, hello! I'm Connor Whitman, the deputy team leader in the sales department," he introduced himself, trying to maintain his composure. Howard nodded in acknowledgment.

"Mr. Dixon, I'm here to report something, Connor continued, his voice steady despite the tension.

Howard's frown deepened. "Report someone? Who?"

Connor swiftly responded, "We have a candidate name Rosalic. She was initially rejected, but then suddenly the Human Resources department informed her that she was hired."

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it may have something to do with potential hidden dealings involving senior management." Rumor has it that the

up!" Howard's

right? Are you really questioning the company's

was nearly

a strong

suddenly realized that the rumored new president of Eastvale was none other

hiring as a possible case of favoritism could

idiot

the fallout, Connor turned and hurried out

"Wait!"

cold voice made him stop abruptly,

Dixon, I promise I won't say anything again!" Connor's back

"Just as I'm about to take the president's position, someone tries to stir up trouble. They clearly don't know their

on the 20th floor, a crowd of senior executives eagerly

announce the president

How can you put it that way? It's a guarantee-Mr. Dixon

basked in their

Before making any assumptions, we shou wait for Shirley to announce my election as Eastvale

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for you." Those high-level executives cleared a path for him to enter

seat is ready for you. Please take your place, Marlon Williamson.

deputy

Mr. Dixon, you should occupy

wait for Shirley to arrive and announce the board's decision. It wouldn't be proper to sit there

your relationship with Ms. Dunn. You are destined to be the chairman of the Dunn

insisting that Howard take the

reluctance, Howard finally approached

turned to the others and said with a smile, "Everyone,

he could finish, Robin entered the conference room. He glanced at

silence fell over the

Robin, a

in shock, equally

astonishment, Marlon stepped forward, his voice sharp and commanding. "Who are you? Get out of

his gaze from his phone to Marlon, unfazed. "Yes, I see it. This is indeed

anger, "Are you clueless, or

raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips. "It's just

"I'm telling you that

"Slap!"

in the room. He shook his head and remarked, "Seems like your manners need some work!" Howard's face turned pale with fury. "Why are you so rude? Why would you

"What's wrong with hitting him? Got a problem with that? Go sit