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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suspect it may have something to do with potential

up!" Howard's expression

Are you really questioning the company's hiring

nearly frozen

expected such a strong

the rumored new president of

as a possible case of favoritism could very well implicate

idiot

turned and

"Wait!"

voice made him stop abruptly, trembling as

for good!" "Yes, yes! Mr. Dixon, I promise I won't say anything again!" Connor's back felt damp with sweat as he stumbled out of the vice president's office. Howard glanced at the clock, organizing the files

the president's position, someone tries to stir up trouble. They clearly

on the

executive meeting will announce the

that way? It's a guarantee-Mr. Dixon is the

basked in their compliments,

we shou wait for Shirley to announce my election as

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waiting for you." Those

you. Please take your place, Marlon Williamson. director of sales,

deputy

yes, Mr. Dixon,

for Shirley to arrive and

Ms. Dunn. You are destined to be the chairman of the

insisting that Howard

feigned reluctance, Howard

he reached the spot, Howard turned to the others and said with a smile, "Everyone,

room. He glanced at the president's seat before sitting down directly in

fell

at Robin, a stranger among

in shock,

stepped forward, his voice sharp and commanding. "Who are you? Get out of that seat! Can't you

his gaze from his phone to Marlon, unfazed. "Yes,

Marlon pointed at him in anger, "Are you clueless, or what? Mr. Dixon belongs here-this is his seat!

playing on his

disbelief. "I'm telling you that you're

"Slap!"

he glanced at the astonished faces of the executives 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

the chair, a relaxed posture. "What's wrong with hitting him? Got a problem with that? Go sit