<b>Chapter </b><b>17</b>


    The next morning, after making sure Mailie was settled, ra hit Errus Investment Corporation.


    Based on her contract, she figured the only had to stick it out for three months before balling. She nned to chat with Richard, score half hermission for the sealed deal, and bounce the next day. Tair deal, right? Richard should be cool with it, ra thought.


    As soon as she stepped into thepany, a cacophony resembling a mix of <b>screams </b>and howls assaulted her ears,


    “Damn, that hurts like hell” came a voice eerily like Richard’s.


    ra sped up, finding a crowd huddled around Richard’s office door.


    Inside, Richard was a mess. His head was wrapped up, eyes a bruised mess, bleeding at the corners, and face swollen beyond recognition. His arm looked jacked, just dangling there, and he was hobbling. It was a <b>sorry </b>sight.


    ra paused, thinking, “What happened to Mr. Hunt? Looks like someone gave him a real beating.


    Seeing ra, Richard bellowed, “What the hell are you still doing here?”


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    back. “Mr. Hunt, I need to talk. I’m thinking of quitting early. I’ll take half themission fromst night’s deal and call it quits.”


    Richard, livid, shouted, “What the fuck are you? You’ve got me into this mess<b>!</b>”Content is property of N?velDrama.Org.


    ra, taken aback, fumed internally, I’ve barely been here. How is this shitstorm my fault? He has got the nerve to me me after throwing me to some big–shot client like I’m disposable? I was kept in the dark. Who’s screwing over who?


    “I’m out today,” ra said, icily. She couldn’t care less about Richard’s drama; she just wanted her cash and out.


    “Save it. Talk to the new boss. He’s the one handling yourmission now!” Richard spat out, seething


    “New boss?” ra was floored. She had done her homework on Errus Investment Corporation beforeing aboard. Richard’s baby is not huge, but solid with legit projects. She was here to snag a few fund projects and dip. Who managed to push him into giving up his baby? Unbelievable, she thought, stunned.


    Richard’s frustration hit a peak, and he began wrecking his office in a rage.


    ra walked in, trying to calm him down. “<b>Look</b>, Mr. Hunt. We’ve got <b>a </b>deal. Before you bolt, let’s sort out the handover, okay?”


    “Why the hell should I? You’re the <b>reason </b>I’m screwed!” Richard shot ra a venomous look. “You’re quite something, ra Pissing off Mr. Colon right. off the batst night. Then he sends goons to beat me, forces me to sell off thepany, and now I’m banished from Zwingenrath. Mr. Colon’s word isw here. I’m done in this town.”


    ra, still reeling, managed to ask, “Walter took over Errus Investment Corporation?”


    “Yeah.” Richard, fueled by rage, showed ra aside with his one functioning arm, heaved his suitcase, <b>and </b>hobbled out, grumbling internally, “More like a tant heist than a buyout. Screw the stuff; I need to save my skin!


    After all, given just one hour by Walter to disappear, Richard knew staying meant not seeing another <b>day</b>.


    With Richard’s dismal exit, the office buzzed with whispers and spection among the employees.


    “Who’s the new boss? Did Richard say Mr. Colon!” One employee asked


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    Another chimed in. “Could it be the Mr. Colon from the Colon Group?”


    A third replied, “It’s gotta be. Who else has the clout to chase Richard out of Zwingenrath like he’s nothing?


    <b>“</b>Damn, we were a small fish. Now, merging with the Colon Group? We’re part of a big league corporation,” an optimistic voice added.


    Someone else eximed, “This is freaking awesome!”


    “Hold your horses. Changing bosses might meanyoffs,” a cautious voice warned.


    Trying to be positive, another employee said, “Come on, we ha