I left Randle with his father since I needed to get here in the company. I will never again miss anything they undertake. It is me who they should fear! I am the one in charge of this company!
When I walked into his office, his floor changed, and he eventually claimed the Chief Executive Officer title. Since I left, he’s been on the top floor.
When I arrived upstairs, even his secretary barred me from entering, since Archer was conversing with someone inside. He stopped me no matter how hard I tried to go in, so I stopped and stared at him angrily. I’m not in the mood to argue right now. I gestured at her with one of my fingers. I don’t care what I say anymore because my rage has taken over. She let me go because I could see her terror in her eyes.
“YOU ARE THE FIRST I WILL FIRE HERE IF YOU DON’T LET ME IN!” She backed up even more as a result of my yell. I glared at her and gritted my teeth angrily. I never imagined I’d be in such a dilemma for my seat on this floor!
I slammed the door open. Because it has two doors and is pretty spacious. When one of them collided with the wall, a resounding echo. The secretary was honest when she stated he was speaking with someone in this room. The man he was speaking with was neatly leaning back in the chair opposite Archer, who was sitting comfortably in the Chief Executive Officer position and chewing on the costly pen. Take a look at the snake. Capable of accepting a position that is not a good fit for him.
The person he was speaking with appeared astonished that I was there, although Archer was unfazed. When I got in front of him, his desk rocked. He still doesn’t have a nameplate, so the new CEO hasn’t been announced yet, but based on how he acted, it appears to be his name.
“Mr. Steve, You are welcome to come out. Mr. Park, you as well.” I looked at what he was gazing at and noticed Mr. Park sitting comfortably on the sofa, sipping coffee.
While I inhaled, the man he was talking to stood up. While I sarcastically laughed, disbelieve, and stared at Mr. Park. Helena isn’t the only termite in this company? Consider who else you didn’t believe could attain it back then; will be the mastermind.
Archer was bored gazing at me when the door closed. Someone else entered not long after the two guys left. Archer peered behind me, expecting to drive the invader away, but he didn’t. He returned my gaze and signed the papers in front of him. I looked back since I didn’t know who had arrived, and aunt Helena walked in. She now looks at me as if she has won a bet. Her concerned expressions had vanished. Her genuine self emerged as well. I just made the correct decision not to trust her.
“How come you’re terminating the company’s contract with Mètier?! Randall now requires the company’s assistance even more!” I could no longer keep myself from roaring. Is he willing to fight me even though he knows I can get him out of here? Perhaps he forgot he was just an outsider, and I labeled everything! When he was hunting the inheritance, I wasn’t simply talking because my father’s blood was still flowing to him!
“I can make whatever decisions I want. What do you think you know?” Archer turned to face me. He came to a halt in front of the ones he was signing, and Aunt Helena appeared from behind him. They resemble villains in a movie, and they are planning something bad for me.
I don’t know what to say since I know he has an ace against me or the company, and I don’t want to upset him because I don’t know what the company’s ramifications will be if he acts. My teeth were trembling from being so rough on him. If I hadn’t departed at the time, I could have already had the firm!
“Do you know what your parents did to get them to this high rank?” he said, looking around as if he was saying everything in this room or the entire corporation came from the bad. How is he able to tell me this? Is he able to provide proof?
“How are you able to say that? Give me proof of what you’re accusing them of so that I can trust you!” But my remarks appeared to have vanished. I just stared at them while Helena murmured something to Archer. My pulse was hammering because I felt like I was drowning in this room and had no ally. After all, Randall and Randle were not present.
“Do you want to know?” Based on the grins he gave me, he seemed to be plotting something. I took a step back and grasped the shoulder bag I was carrying. I’m not sure I agree with what he’s thinking.
“Go home to your mansion, you will know everything,” he said as he rose and brushed his suit, even though there was no dirt on it. He escorted Aunt Helena out, then followed.
When they went, I was alone in the room. What he stated startled me; what was he planning? In my rage, I tossed away everything on his desk. That was broken by me. The light and the cup shattered, and it was audible.
“AHHHHHH !!!” I couldn’t stop screaming. I didn’t leave anything on his desk. I shuddered to dial Randall’s number. I feel like I can’t afford to drive because of what’s happening.
Randall’s car arrived quickly. I saw him inside below him the tinted window.
“Take me to the mansion, you’ll take care of Randle first,” Archer stated, and I’m not sure why I did.
When we got to the entrance, the press and media had left, but the cops were around. I didn’t go down first, instead of glancing at Randall, who was also looking out the window.
What exactly are the cops doing here?