My Flash Romance With the Richest Mogul novel Chapter 1717

Priscilla said, "I want to know the reason for my dismissal."

She took a deep breath to steady herself. Alanna responded in an official tone, "You should know the reason better than anyone. While the company is letting you go, the compensation offered is of the highest standard."

In the Martin Group, dismissals always came with explanations. A company of this size wouldn't keep idle employees. However, for someone like Priscilla to be dismissed under Paul's direct order, it was clear something had gone wrong during the recent business trip with Joe.

Only Priscilla had been reassigned to her original position among the three colleagues who had stepped in for Paul. Now, with Paul himself calling for her dismissal, the problem was undeniably centered on her.

Priscilla was undeniably competent at work, but she harbored some rather foolish ideas. As a woman, Alanna could see it clearly and guess it even more easily.

That was a foolish move. Plenty of women at Martin Group might have entertained similar thoughts, but they were wise enough to snuff them out quickly. Everyone understood it was nothing more than an unattainable dream—a dream best left untouched.

Those who had been with the company for years knew exactly how to navigate situations like this. Experience had taught them where the boundaries lay and what lines should never be crossed.

Alanna's expression remained indifferent as Priscilla stood awkwardly, struggling to form a response. "You…"

With a sigh, Alanna softened slightly. "Look, we've worked together for years. My advice is to take this with grace. Having Martin Group on your résumé will open doors for you. But mistakes come with consequences."

Though Alanna spoke firmly, there was a hint of regret. After all, she had been the one to hire Priscilla.

Back then, she seemed like the perfect candidate—smart, capable, and strikingly beautiful. However, her overconfidence, coupled with these traits, likely led to poor decisions.

Priscilla suddenly stood up and said, "Fine, I understand."

Her words were calm, but her movements betrayed her agitation as she pushed the door open and stepped out.

Several colleagues cast curious glances her way.

No one said a word, but Priscilla felt as if she could hear them anyway. It was as if they were saying, "Look at her, Priscilla embarrassed herself. She tried to seduce Mr. Martin, and now she's lost her job. She's so full of herself! Did she think she was irresistible or something?"

Plenty of people in the company had shown interest in her, but she found none of them appealing.

She quickly made her way to the hallway, taking several deep breaths to calm herself.