Julian wasn't listening to a word she said. "You will apologize to Vivienne right now and beg for her forgiveness. If you don't, I swear to God you will regret it. You'll never set foot in Sinclair Group again."
The lackeys instantly jumped in to back him up. "What's the matter, scared now? If Mr. Sinclair fires you, your career at the firm is over!"
"If you're scared, then grovel! Beg Vivienne to forgive you, and maybe Mr. Sinclair will do her a favor and let you keep your pathetic job. Because with your complete lack of talent, you'd never find another job if Sinclair Group dumps you!"
Hearing their threats, Willow actually wanted to laugh. She couldn't wrap her head around how Julian thought this was still leverage over her.
If she didn't know for a fact that she had already handed in her resignation and received his official approval, she might have actually been intimidated by his overbearing display.
"You don't need to fire me. I've already—"
Before she could finish, something slammed hard into her legs, followed instantly by a flurry of vicious kicks and punches.
Willow looked down to see Toby. He had charged out of nowhere, swinging wildly as he screamed, "Die, you bad woman! I won't let you bully my mommy!"
The little boy was putting his entire body weight into the assault. While he was just a child, the sheer force behind his kicks genuinely hurt.
Willow grabbed him by the collar, pulling him back, fully intending to give him a harsh lesson in manners. But before she could speak, Vivienne—who had just been playing the frail, injured victim in Julian's arms—lunged forward. She snatched Toby away and hugged him protectively, looking at Willow with exaggerated horror. "Wasn't hitting me enough? Now you're attacking a child?"
Julian immediately stepped in to comfort her. "Don't worry. I'm right here. She wouldn't dare touch either of you."
He shot Willow a look of absolute disgust. "I am not going to repeat myself. Apologize."
Willow would rather die than apologize to them.
But she was outnumbered, and she needed a solid way to shut this down and leave.
Just as she was calculating her next move, her phone pinged with a message notification. Willow unlocked the screen and saw a new friend request. The moment she accepted it, the person sent over a video file.

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