I Ctrl+Alt+Deleted My Ex and Ctrl+C'd His Uncle novel Chapter 165

Chapter 165

“Since Director Morgan took office, the Procurement and Planning departments have stopped cooperating, which brought the Design Department’s

work to a halt.

“After the Spring Collection, the design orders spiked. Normally, profits should’ve increased by three percent.

“But under Director Morgan, profits actually dropped–lower than usual. With the Design Department frozen, the publicity from the show didn’t carry forward.

“Director Morgan, do you have any explanation?”

Chris finished speaking and respectfully stepped back behind Marcus.

On the screen, Liam’s pale face drained of the last trace of color.

“M–Mr. Morgan, I…..”

Marcus raised a long finger to his lips, signaling silence.

“Director Morgan is in poor health. He won’t be continuing in his role.”

“You’ll stay in the hospital and focus on recovering. Don’t bother coming back to the company.”

Liam rushed to defend himself. “Mr. Morgan, the company’s losses were caused by the Design Department’s mass leave! If you strip me of my position

like this, Grandfather won’t be pleased—”

Marcus’s mouth curved into a sharp smile, eyes glinting with menace.

“Oh? Trying to use Grandfather against me?”

His tone rose slightly at the end, and the air in the conference room grew suffocating.

Everyone kept their heads bowed, trembling, terrified of being the next target.

Liam’s throat tightened, his voice cracking.

“No, Mr. Morgan, that’s not what I meant-

”

“Doesn’t matter what you meant,” Marcus cut him off coldly. “If a director can’t manage his subordinates, removing you is cleaning out a parasite

“You’ve cost this company dearly. Why do you think Grandfather would still back you?”

Liam’s pupils contracted. Even through the screen, Marcus’s pressure suffocated him.

And Marcus was right–if Grandfather truly wanted to protect him, this meeting would never have happened.

The old man had already abandoned him.

“Mr. Morgan, I’m sorry for the losses. Once I recover, I’ll come to the company in person to apologize.”

“No need.”

With a blank expression, Marcus ended the call. The screen went black.

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He lifted his hand slightly. Chris stepped forward again.

“From today, all senior executives of Procurement, Planning, and other implicated departments are demoted one level. Year end bonuses and profit–sharing are canceled. For one year, only base salary will be issued. If you disagree, submit your resignation to HR.”

The room froze. Everyone except Sophie sat in shock.

Those bonuses weren’t small–tens of thousands at the very least, some in the millions. Their cushy lifestyles depended on them.

Now, with only basic pay for a year, some could barely keep up with daily expenses.

And Chris’s meaning was clear: accept it, or quit.

Marcus was pushing them to the brink.

“Mr. Morgan, we—”

The Procurement Manager began, but Marcus’s cold glance cut him down.

“Do I need to repeat myself?”

The man shrank instantly. “N–no. We understand, sir.”

No one else dared object. Better a year of slave wages than being fired outright.

When the meeting ended, the managers fled like hunted prey.

Marcus leaned back in his chair, watching them scatter with a flicker of amusement.

Sophie stepped forward. “On behalf of the Design Department, thank you, Mr. Morgan.”

She had risked everything forcing her team to take leave, and even if management noticed, her people should’ve borne punishment. Yet Marcus hadn’t touched them. A word of gratitude was necessary.

Marcus’s smirk faded. “Sophie, you calculated me.”

Her heart skipped, but she kept her voice steady.

“I don’t understand what you mean.”

“You dared to gamble everything, counting on me to side with you.” His eyes narrowed. “You’re the first person who’s ever tried to play me.”

Her gaze flickered, though her tone stayed sincere.

“Mr. Morgan, you’re overthinking it. I’m not that smart, and I don’t have the guts.”

“How modest.”

His words dripped with sarcasm, but there was no anger in his eyes.

If she could scheme, then she wasn’t some meek fool. That was good.

Marcus rose and walked out, saying as he went,

“Notify the Design Department to return to work immediately. If they recover the losses, bonuses will be doubled.”

A smile spread across Sophie’s face, bright as spring.

“Rest assured, Mr. Morgan. The Design Department will deliver.”

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