"Do you think the Mercer family is the true owner of Solflare Hearth & Grill?" Shane asked Allen.
It made sense. The Mercers sabotage Azure Skillet's food supply, then secretly launch a competing steakhouse to completely crush them.
Allen thought about it, then shook his head. "The steakhouse is under Solflare Entertainment. If Solflare belonged to the Mercers, Adrian Mercer wouldn't have targeted the company so aggressively in the past."
Shane nodded slowly. "You're right. I'm overthinking it."
"They want to quit? Fine," Shane spat venomously. "But take back every cent of their pay for this month. And mark their permanent records: fired for corporate disloyalty."
Though it stung to lose a flagship restaurant, Shane's empire could absorb the blow. Let's see how easily those traitors found new jobs with a black mark on their resumes.
What Shane didn't know was that these "black-marked" employees were highly sought after by Solflare Hearth & Grill. In fact, former Azure Skillet staff without a black mark had a much harder time getting hired, as they were suspected of being corporate spies.
With that final exodus, Azure Skillet officially collapsed.
But the nightmare was far from over.
Just as Shane and Allen were preparing to leave the office, the same assistant scrambled back into the room, trembling.
"What are you panicking about now?" Shane snapped.
"Boss... Allen... the police are here," the assistant whispered, his face pale.
"What?" Shane froze, his mind racing through every shady deal he had authorized recently.


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