"What? What do you mean he can't save his own ass?! What nonsense is that
?" Julie glared at him crossly. She was annoyed with the way Dustin had p
oured cold water on her suggestion.
"If I'm not wrong. Terrence Stone will be fired by the Brooks Corporation
today," Dustin proclaimed breezily.
"Bullshit!" Julie was irked by his prediction. "Our Terrence is good at h
is job. Why would he get fired?"
"Whether you believe it or not, it's all up to you. Anyway. Terrence Ston
e can't help us on the second challenge. "Dustin shrugged.
"If he can't help, are you saying that you can do it? What a joke! Julie
stared at him icily, thinking that he was only a reckless man who shouldn
't be bragging around.
"Sorry to tell you, but I can do what Terrence Stone can't." Dustin grinn
ed at her.
"Oh, you're getting cocky now, aren't you?" Julie was burning with rage.
"Dustin Rhys, I wanted to respect you, but if you're such an arrogant twa
t, I'll prove you wrong!" Then, she immediately made a call to Terrence a
nd told him the situation, albeit embellished with dramatic elements.
"What? Is he saying that I'd get fired? That's hilarious! I'm in a positi
on of authority in the company. No one
can touch me here!" Terrence scoffed with arrogance.
"Terrence, this brat is looking down on you. Why don't you show him the p
ower of your professional
connections today?" Julie fanned the fire.
"No problem! It's just a business contract, right? I'll make a call to Mr
. Suzman, the manager of the Sales Department, and I'll get him to settle
it for you. Just come to the office and sign the contract!" Terrence was
bursting with confidence.
*Terrence, thank you for your help!" Delighted, Julie hung up and tossed
her hair. "Weren't you acting all smug just now? Do you want to go with m
e to the Brooks Corporation office?"
"I don't see why not." Dustin was nonchalant.
"Great! I will show you the difference between you and Terrence today." J
ulie sneered at him. Brook Corporation, with hundreds of billions worth o
f assets, was the most prominent company in Millsburg. Even
the notorious Flame Dragon Gang was nothing compared to Brooks Corporatio
n. Terrence was not only the manager at the company–
he had strong backing from some higher–
ups there. Openly challenging Terrence
was a futile and humiliating attempt.
30 minutes later, the elevator doors at the entrance of the Brooks Corpor
ation Sales Department slid open with
a chime, and the trio emerged from the elevator.
"Dahlia, this is the place. Terrence has given them a heads–
up. I'm sure everything will go fine." Feeling confident, Julie
went to the front desk and rapped her knuckles on the tabletop in a conce
ited manner. "Hey
Get Mr. Suzman for us! Just tell him that his guests have arrived."
"Excuse me. Do you have an appointment?" The front desk staff inquired po
litely.
"Only regular visitors need appointments. We don't." Julie argued.
"I'm sorry. Our manager has informed us not to let any visitors in unless
they have made an appointment." The
secretary shook her head.
"You need to be more sensible! Do you know who I am? Or who my darling is
? How dare you speak to me like
that?" Julie glared at the secretary.
At that moment, a slightly overweight middle–
aged man walked out of the office. Dressed in a suit, he
appeared distant and authoritative. "What's with the commotion?"
"Mr. Suzman, you have a few visitors who insisted on meeting you
despite not having an appointment," the secretary hurriedly explained.
"Haven't I told you before? I'm not seeing anyone without an appointment!
Get them out of here!" The
man waved his hand impatiently. He would have no time left if he were to
entertain every single visitor who didn't
have an appointment.
"Sir, madam, please leave, or I'll have to call security." The
secretary urged them to leave.