Donald's words left the executives dumbfounded.
What does he mean? I was just being polite. Why is he taking it seriously?
Amelia said to the executives, “Mr. Campbell has made himself very clear. Please, go back and prepare for the transition of your duties. I will instruct the HR department to terminate your employment three days later.”
The smile on her face was incredibly sincere as she spoke.
Everyone else felt a chill down their spine.
It seems like Donald and Amelia don't intend to spare us, huh? They're just going to wipe us out.
Fridolin gritted his teeth and said to Donald, “This is my territory after all. Aren't you afraid I won't let you leave Feston alive?”
“Wouldn't you dare sign this document if you're that capable?”
Fridolin repeatedly exclaimed, “Great!”
He picked up the pen and signed his name on the document. At the same time, he said to Donald, “You can keep that thirty thousand. Use it to buy your own coffin.”
After saying these words, Fridolin turned around and left the room.
And in a show of solidarity, the other high-ranking individuals followed Fridolin's lead and left the room one after another.
Following their departure, Amelia also got up, preparing to leave.
However, she was stopped by Donald.
“Where are you going?”
“Everyone else has left. Aren't we leaving too?”
Pointing at the untouched dishes on the table, Donald said, “They didn't even take a bite of these dishes. We should finish eating before we leave, otherwise, it's such a waste.”
Amelia couldn't understand why Donald remained so composed at this moment.
Fridolin had already announced his intentions to deal with him. Yet, Donald did not seem the least bit worried.
Amelia was suddenly at a loss for words as she watched Donald casually pick up his cutleries and started eating.
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