Never Mistake a Queen for a Lapdog novel Chapter 1116

Silas absolutely refused to accept his excuse. "Resignation denied! You and your team have one week to deliver a satisfactory solution!"

"That is an order!"

He had dumped a massive fortune into InnoCore, and he refused to let those millions of dollars go up in smoke!

But Holt's stance was equally immovable. "I'm sorry."

He stood up and walked straight toward the door.

The conference room fell dead silent.

Silas's face contorted into a mask of terrifying fury.

After Holt walked out of the building, he turned back to glance at the InnoCore logo.

He thought back to the early days, fighting in the trenches alongside Noreen.

Back then, InnoCore was tiny and broke.

To ease the financial burden on Noreen, he kept only a few crucial engineers on payroll and shouldered the rest of the work himself.

He pulled all-nighters every single day, taking freelance gigs on the side just to make enough quick cash to pay their staff.

It was exhausting, and the days were incredibly tough.

But he was fueled by pure adrenaline!

Because he had someone fighting right beside him.

He had once promised Noreen they would be partners forever.

But in the end, it had all crumbled down to this.

The InnoCore of today had completely lost its original soul.

And he had lost his passion.

Walking away was the only choice he had left.

Stepping off the property, Holt felt an overwhelming sense of liberation.

His lawyer called, reporting that he had just visited the detention center to discuss the divorce with Jasmine.

She was refusing to sign the papers.

Holt looked up, squinting slightly against the glare.

The midday sun beat down relentlessly, reflecting off the glass skyscrapers, the asphalt, and the bustling streets, making him slightly dizzy.

Spring was arriving once again.

On the day Stellaris Tech launched the Stellaris Large Model, InnoCore's stock hit rock bottom.

Silas's initial investment had shrunk by a factor of five.

His phone suddenly rang.

He answered it, his voice tight.

"Mr. Ronald, please give me one more chance. I will fix this."

The voice on the other end was brutally brief. "This is your last chance. Fix it, or you're replaced."

Silas gripped his phone until his knuckles cracked. "Understood."

Hanging up, Silas immediately called his assistant. "Contact the top headhunting firms in the country. Poach the engineers from Stellaris Tech at any cost!"

The call ended, and Silas stared blankly at the disastrous stock charts plunging on the screen, his eyes shrouded in absolute darkness.

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Jason Vance also paid a personal visit to Winrich Tower that day, demanding to see Noreen.

But despite showing up in person, he never made it past the front desk.