Hearing this, Ms. Hayward became panicked.
She hurriedly stood up and said anxiously, "My esteemed superiors, please consider my many years of dedicated service to the Capital City Martial Arts Association and give me another chance!"
A superior coldly said, "It is precisely because of your contributions to the Capital City Martial Arts Association that we let you handle this personally."
Ms. Hayward gritted her teeth and said, "Please give me a few more days, alright?"
"We will only give you three more days. After three days, we hope to see a satisfactory result," another superior coldly stated.
"Ms. Hayward, we hope you don't make the wrong decision."
After leaving these words, the superior slowly disappeared, leaving Ms. Hayward standing there, lost in thought.
Tears welled up in Ms. Hayward's eyes, as she never expected the outcome to be like this.
"Ethan Smith... It's all your fault... Ethan Smith!!!" Ms. Hayward's angry voice echoed throughout the room.
