“Colonel Wesley, sirs,


    I’m really sorry for getting here so Late. I’m Percy Jameson, the CEO of Jameson Group. Is there a


    problem?”


    When the employees saw that the CEO, the vice president and the general manager were all here,


    they realized that Wesley was not the guy to mess with.


    Although Percy was extremely deferential, Wesley’s sullen face didn’t change. He cast an icy nce at


    the senior executives and said coldly,


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    “We’re Leaving. ir is going with us. Rest assured, you’ll be held ountable for what you put her


    through.”


    Of course he referred to what Filberta had done to ir. Filberta knew quite well what she did, and her


    heart raced wildly in her chest.


    Percy’s face changed dramatically. He had heard of Wesley before-Wesley himself was a man of


    influence in the military circles, and his family was very powerful in Askor. Carlos ran Alorith with an


    iron fist, and


    Wesley wasn’t shy about who his best friend was. Percy was pretty well scared of Wesley.


    “It’s all my fault, Wesley. I promise you that I’1L look into it personally.”


    No one in the Jameson Group had thought that ir had ties like that.


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    She kept such a low profile all the time, kept her head down, and didn’t rock the boat.


    “It’s toote for that!” Wesley grabbed ir’s hand and dered,


    “ir’s my friend, and I don’t allow anyone to mess with her. Give her everything owed her, including


    bonuses. Now!”


    ‘My friend…’ ir looked at Wesley with adoring eyes. She was really touched by his words. Although


    he just said that she was his friend instead of his girlfriend, she believed that it was just a matter of time


    before he called her “Hon.” She had to believe that.


    Filberta just stood there, frozen, mouth open. The woman thought that all ir was good at was


    seducing men. She had to admit that ir worked very hard, but this didn’t make her likeable.


    She shed back to a time when ir wore a certain dress—a limited edition from Tiffany and Co. Very


    high-priced, and Percy refused to buy it for her. Filberta was so jealous back then that she mocked


    ir, spreading rumors that she was wearing a copycat brand, a knockoff version of the original. More


    cheaply made, and overall cheaper. A woman like ir couldn’t afford something so expensive. Now


    she knew she was wrong. ir had Wesley behind her, and by extension Carlos.


    ir could probably easily afford anything she wanted to wear.


    Percy mopped sweat from his forehead and looked at ir with a hopeful expression.


    “ir, if you want to quit, we can be quite generous.


    Stock options, medical insurance, re-employment services,pensation for loss of benefits. You


    name it, you got it. You’ve always been a hard worker. I’ll personally write a check to-“


    Wesley cut him off, “No need for that. Just give ir her due. No more, no less.” Percy knew exactly


    what he was talking about. Payment for unused vacation time, severance pay based on months of


    service, unpaid bonuses, and back pay.


    Percy nodded helplessly and turned to his subordinate.


    “Ramirez, get the financial manager over here.”


    “Yes, Percy.”


    It would take a bit for the financial manager to arrive, so Percy offered Wesley a seat. He wasn’t going


    to put ir out, so he secretly gestured for the employee next to her to leave and pulled her chair over.