"The guest I am supposed to greet..."
A freezing look took over Sherry Jones's face, ready to give an explanation. But there wasn't the slightest chance to speak in the face of Will Jones's intimidating demeanor.
All they heard was Will Jones interrupting bluntly, "What 'you'? In a couple of days, you'll have to hand over your shares and the position of general manager. Will there still be a place for you in Jones Group?
An outsider like you entertaining guests, wouldn't that time be better spent figuring out how to handle your financial problems?
Still trying to butter up to us here? Do you think there's still room for a comeback? Laughable!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Will Jones burst into cold laughter, his face etched with scorn.
The one following behind him, Ryan, also let out a sarcastic laugh. The two of them looked remarkably bitter.
At this moment, Sherry's heart was filled with absolute frustration.