Chapter 882


    Chapter 882 You’re Fired


    “I’m fine, Mrs. Engel. Really,” replied Deirdre, smiling, as she felt warmth enveloping her heart. She


    took a sip of water and turned to Brendan. “Are you going to be okay after, urn, today?” “Why? It was


    nothing.”


    Deirdre was skeptical of his im, but she simply could not pry more out of him and decided to get


    information straight from the horse’s mouth. She waited until Brendan went to his study and asked Mrs.


    Engel instead.


    “But Miss McKinnon!”


    Deirdre shed a smile. “Don’t worry about how I’m gonna take it, Mrs.


    Engel. I’ve always been resilient. I’m just curious, that’s all. Just wondering how this whole thing will


    unravel.”


    Mrs. Engel searched the Inte for a while and immediately closed the browser. “Those people are


    acting the same as ever,” she said vaguely.” Uh, Mr. Brighthall’s being dragged into it, but I don’t know


    if it’s going to affect him that much.”


    Deirdre’s mind turned nk. Of course, it was going to affect him!


    She shook out of her trance and changed the subject. “What are we having today?” “Chicken soup,


    Miss McKinnon. With extra herb cloves, too, because I know you haven’t had a good meal or sleep


    while you were locked up there. I can tell, or you wouldn’t havee down with that bellyache just


    now.” “Thank you, Mrs. Engel. Sorry for the trouble.” “Not as much trouble as the demons haunting you,


    child.” Mrs. Engel sighed broodingly. Remembering what more to add to her pot, she hurried to the


    kitchen.


    Deirdre left the living room and instinctively looked up to where the first floor was. Brendan had been


    staying inside for so long.


    She balked for a second and decided to ascend the stairs. She made her way to his study, but before


    she could knock, she heard some sounds.


    ‘You’ve really done it again this time, Brighthall! You destroyed thepany! We told you to send that


    woman to prison, but no, you said, and now the entirepany is crashing down because of your


    childish, stubborn *ss! Sure, you’re young and always have the chance to get back to the top, but we’re


    on our way to retirement, okay? How are we supposed to bounce back!?” “When we told you to resign


    and let others take your position as CEO, you and Madame Brighthall vetoed it with a flimsy bid for


    patience. And look what they had brought us!? Even if this whole sh*tstorm passes, Brighthall’s


    reputation will never recover!” ‘You need to give a press release right now! Tell the world that you


    protected Deirdre McKinnon because you think whatever punishment she deserved is the one


    mandated byw, and so you’re thinking of personally sending her to prison. Or else… The entire


    board of directors will unite in protest, and your position as CEO isn’t going to mean any real power


    within thispany!”


    Despite the rage, Brendan did not frown even once. “Sure. If this is what the board wants to do, go


    ahead. But sending Deirdre to prison? Not gonna happen.”


    The rest of his callers were so apoplectic that they could not even respond for a long time. ‘You


    maddening jack*ss! Are you that besotted with a criminal? Godd*mnit! There are so many other women


    in the world, and you’re going to die on this specific hill!? Fine! We won’t stop you, but you’re not going


    to return to Brighthall Group after this!” “Fine by me. I don’t have any strong opinions either way,”


    Brendan said cidly. “But I should remind you that if you people kick me out and make me lose my


    power as a CEO, thepany’s done for. Because none of you among the board has the skills or


    power to turn this around, anyway.”


    He sounded so t it could hardly be registered as a threat, yet the board stayed silent for a while.


    Then, as if reeling out of shock, the reply came,” No. Enough is enough. We thought you’d be able to


    solve this crisis, but oh, look where we are now. Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame


    on me!


    “Let me burst your bubble, Brighthall. The Brighthall Group’s reputation and support have tanked!


    People are throwing sh*t at us, insulting us, and making fun of us! You still think you’re that


    untouchable, uber-elite, everyone’s-favorite-billionaire-icon, huh? If we let you handle Brighthall Group


    any longer, it won’t matter how established thispany is. The entire empire… is going to fall!”RêAdt??St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only