Yvette Larson had naturally seen all of their expressions, and she was fuming inwardly. 'I've treated all of them so well. Don't they feel ashamed for doing this now?'
But as an adult, Yvette Larson understood them too. In reality, there was no right or wrong, only benefits.
As such, she wasn't going to stop them. "You are free to make your own choice—leave if you want to. I won't say a thing, but I'm going to make myself clear. If it doesn't work out there, don't even think of coming back to me."
Nobody had expected Yvette Larson to agree to them leaving.
An employee stood forward. "Ms. Larson, I'm sorry. We're only workers, and we need to feed our family. I'll always remember your kindness. I'll forgo my last month of salary. Please don't hold it against me, Ms. Larson."
With that, he walked toward Quince Larson.
Another then followed.
And another.
Very quickly, 90 out of the 95 Larson Corporation employees had left.
