The truth was, Luther was not particularly competent in anything else other than his good leadership skills. Most of the time, he would take advice from his subordinates such as Luke. And he would usually agree with whatever Luke said.
This had led to a lot of people buttering up Luke in order to achieve their own agendas. Naturally, he got a little bigheaded as time passed. While on the surface he was somewhat respectful toward Luther, the reality was he looked down upon this man behind his back. As far as he was concerned, he was the true master here and not Luther Ortis.
A furious roar blasted from his phone, catching him by surprise. "Luke Harper, how dare you!”
His fingers twitched and he nearly dropped his phone after hearing that familiar voice. A voice that was filled to the brim with anger right now.
The smug look on his face froze before it was replaced with stark terror. In a quavering voice, he stuttered, "Director
Ort is?"
Luther's face was twisted in anger as he snarled, "Only now you call me director?”
Luke gulped back his tears as he answered, "Please Director Ortis, I can explain. This is all that bastard Cross' fault! He set me up!”
His subordinate's words only served to infuriate Luther more as he screamed, "Shut up! You were negligent in your investigation which led to a significant mistake in the results. You were also abusing your power when you doled out such severe punishment on Cross Corporation. Based on these factors, I've decided to fire you and hand you over to the relevant authorities for investigation. Take this as a warning to you!"
Luke's legs turned to jelly and he crashed to the floor on his knees. His eyes were filled with despair as a mantra went through his head.
I am dead now.
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