Beatrice was feeling pretty good. Even though she had nothing to do with the contract for the Ozin Tower this time, her grandfather still promised to promote her. Starting next month, she would be the Vice President of Marketing at Knight Group.
"Excuse me, Ms Knight," the receptionist reported to Beatrice with some fear.
"You're useless, can't you even handle small things? Get out of here!" Afterwards, Beatrice turned to Harleen and said, "My dear cousin, are you so broke that you came rushing over for money?"
"Beatrice, I don't have time for your nonsense. Move aside." Harleen furrowed her eyebrows.
"I must have hit a nerve, right?" Beatrice sneered coldly. "Your family would better prepare yourself for going hungry."
"What do you mean?" Harleen hadn't planned on paying attention to her but stopped in their tracks after hearing that statement.
"You probably don't know yet." Beatrice chuckled coldly. "Do you think that it was just the guy beside you who managed to get us the contract from Ozin Tower?"
"What are you trying to say?" Harleen asked coldly.
"People should know themselves well enough." Beatrice snorted disdainfully. "We've already figured out why people from Ozin Tower came forward and signed a contract with us, it's all because Gilbert 's father helped find connections. He got my name wrong and wrote yours instead which caused such a big misunderstanding."
"Oh?" Billy narrowed his eyes slightly after hearing what she said. Although he had expected that the Knight family here would not fulfill their promise so easily, he did not expect them to come up with such a reason. They were probably planning on not letting go of a single penny.
"I don't feel like talking to you!" Harleen looked at Billy and said, "Let's go find Grandpa!"
"Okay." Billy smiled and followed her.
"It's ridiculous. Do you think you'll get what you want as long as you see him?" Beatrice sneered again and walked behind the two of them while holding Gilbert's arm.
A few minutes later, Billy and Harleen knocked on Zeph's office door and walked in.
"Grandpa, is what Beatrice said true..." Harleen began speaking as he looked at Zeph who was sitting on the sofa smoking a cigar.
"Do you even have the nerve to come to my company?" Zeph interrupted her. "I don't know what sin I committed in my past life for me to have an unfilial granddaughter like you! You knew very well that this kid next to you didn't handle Ozin Tower's contract, yet you demanded that I personally visit your home! It's simply unreasonable!"
Earlier on, his mood was quite good because Knight Group's takeoff was finally around the corner. However, every time he thought about how he lowered himself yesterday by begging Harleen for help made him incensed immediately. Moreover, the thought of having to give Harleen 20% of the shares and dividends made him unwilling and resentful. He spent all night thinking about it and finally came up with a solution. Early this morning, he had Beatrice call Gilbert over and expressed his gratitude. He didn't explain much to Gilbert, only saying that it was what the people at Ozin Tower said, and that his father helped with the connections. He just got Beatrice's and Harleen's names mixed up. Although Gilbert was puzzled, he wouldn't refuse such a good thing.
Harleen's face was filled with anger. She never expected Zeph to be so shameless. As her mother expected, once the contract took effect, Zeph would go back on his word.
"I am officially notifying you that Knight Group has fired you! You have one day, return to Cloud City and hand over your work properly, otherwise, don't even think about getting paid for this month!" Zeph announced.
"In addition," Zeph continued coldly," tell your father that because he did not fulfill his promise back then, your family's 15% share will now be reduced to 5%."
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