"What? You're going to fire me? You can't! I'll go to the Labor Bureau and sue you!" Rachel ran to keep up with Duke, but the elevator doors closed in her face. No matter how annoyed she was, she could only vent her anger by stomping her feet.
"Janice, ask Rachel in the sales department to leave. End her contract and pay her an extra two years' salary as a severance package. I think that's more than generous." Janice followed him as he issued these orders. As soon as Duke entered the office, he set Janice to work on this.
"Mr. Leng, what if she won't leave?" Janice pursed her lips. Mr. Leng was so generous to give Rachel two years' salaries as compensation. If it were Janice, she would fire her directly using some random excuse. But Rachel was not easy to deal with. Would she take the severance package and leave as they expected? And she needed to know how Duke wanted it to be handled if she said no.
"If she won't leave? Have the security guards throw her out. I don't care how you do it. Just get her out. I don't want to see her in the morning meeting." Duke sneered. 'Rachel, you really think you're bulletproof? I kept you here before because Belinda agreed. But now, it's time for you to leave, ' Duke thought.
"Okay, Mr. Leng, I'll get on it right away." Janice took a deep breath and walked out of the office. She had an ugly job to do.
Rachel would never have thought that before her morning coffee had time to cool, she'd have a notice of dismissal waiting for her. The troublemaker realized that Duke was not joking just now.
"Janice, could I know the reason?" Rachel asked. Obviously she knew the answer herself. But she was reluctant to accept the fact, especially the fact that she was fired in front of everyone. Wasn't this an insult? Based on what she bragged about her relationship with Duke during the gathering before, she actually shot herself in the foot.
"Sorry, I don't have that information. I am just following the orders of the CEO." Janice smiled, pretending to look innocent. If she hadn't been at Duke's wedding, she would be cheated by Rachel's pitiful look now. She might even consider not firing her. But Janice had witnessed the whole process of the wedding. It would have been perfect if not for this woman. It was impossible for her to show any trace of sympathy to Rachel now.
"What if I don't want to leave the company?" Rachel gently bit her lips, looking aggressively at Janice. She believed that Janice didn't dare to do anything to her.
"The security guards will throw you out." Janice said in a forceful manner. She sneered, looking every inch as capable and experienced as a top manager.
"You bitch, how dare you! You're only an assistant. Do you think you are the wife of the CEO?" Rachel flew into a rage at Janice's words and began hurling insults.
"This comes from the CEO himself. And I know who I am and where my place is. I never covet the position of the wife of CEO. And why did you say the word 'bitch' just now? Are you referring to yourself?" Janice detested women who spoke with rude words the most. When she heard the word 'bitch, ' she looked around and could find no one more fitting than Rachel, who was so determined to pester a man who no longer showed any interest in her. Janice wondered where she got the courage to be so brazen.
"No, that's impossible. Duke would never be so cruel to me. Admit it, you came up with this." Ignoring everyone's suspicious glances boring into her, Rachel suddenly grabbed Janice's clothing and pulled her.
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