"To put it bluntly, being scammed is our company's fault. We still need to pay back every penny we owe.
"So, there is still no solution to our current crisis."
Everyone lowered their heads gloomily after the legal staff finished.
Jon felt like his wounds were rubbed with salt.
He understood all this.
The debt collectors did not care what happened to Zimmer Corporation.
"You b*stard! Are you stupid? Huh?"
With no place to vent his anger, Jon grabbed Quill and slapped him across the face.
"Can't you see there was something wrong with them?
"Tell me what's the use of keeping you!"
Jon grabbed Quill and slapped him several times.
There were repeatedly loud slaps in the office.
Quill was dumbfounded from the slaps as blood poured from his nostrils.
"And you. Are you all useless?
"Did I ask you to follow him to stand there and look pretty?"
Jon turned to look at the others who had gone to sign the contract with Quill.
"Mr. Zimmer, we did sense something was wrong.
"But Young Master Zimmer said everything was fine...
"Before we could say anything, he signed and transferred the funds."
These people immediately defended themselves as they were not letting Jon scold them.
Quill had nothing to say.
It was because it was true.
He wanted to settle the matter quickly so that he would have done the company a great service.
Jon usually called him ignorant and useless, so he just wanted to achieve one thing.
He did it brilliantly.
"B*stard! B*stard!"
Jon could not help spitting blood out as he reached for the table, his face ghastly pale.
"Sir!"
Everyone came forward to help, but Jon shook them off.
"F*ck off! Get the f*ck out off!"
Jon started yelling at the crowd as if he had lost his mind.
They looked at each other and hurriedly left the office.
Jon might tear them limb from limb if they stayed any longer.
Once everyone had left, Jon took several deep breaths and tried to calm himself down.
However, how could he calm down?
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