Chapter 196

"H–how could you order them to smack me?" Morgan cradled his face

in his palms as disbelief consumed him.

"Not only did I get them to hit you, I'm throwing you out

too! As of this moment, you are no longer vice president of the company!

Natasha said bluntly.

"Natasha Harmon! This is too much! I've slaved my ass off in the company

all these years, and you're laying me off all because of this scoundrel?

How

won't sit well with the rest of the employees? You dismiss my effort and

labor! Are you not afraid that this

"What? Is that a threat? Do you think that you are in a position to threa

ten me?"

Natasha laughed mockingly. "Let me be honest here. I'm not only going to

fire you, but I'm also sending you to prison today! I have records of all

your dirty deeds, which I'm sure are enough to keep you in there for a l

ifetime!"

"Natasha Harmon! How dare you! I have the support of your cousin, Quentin

Harmon!" Morgan shouted loudly. though he was trembling within.

"Quentin Harmon? Hah! Why don't you get him to come here now? See if I'll

cut him any slack?" Natasha threatened him domineeringly.

Quentin, who had just set foot through the door, heard that and immediate

ly retraced his steps. Damn it! He

dared not mess with her when she was already angry!

"Natasha Harmon, you can't do this! I-

"Shut up!" Natasha lifted

a hand and delivered a slap to his face so strong that his nose started t

o bleed. "I've

given you your chance, but you didn't take it. Guards! Tie them up and se

nd them to the police station!"

Following her order, several security guards came and tied Morgan and Mr.

Marcs up.

"Ms.

Harmon, I was wrong! Please, give me another chance! I'll never do this a

gain!" Morgan finally lost his composure when he saw where things were go

ing. He fell to his knees and started begging.

"Yes, Ms. Harmon, we were just momentarily taken over by greed. Consideri

ng how we've labored for the

company all these years, could you please forgive us this once?" Mr. Marc

s was so terrified that he was in

tears.

Even Mr. Finn, the person on whom he relied to support him, was going und

er. How could he, a mere manager. put up a fight against Natasha?

"Mr. Rhys, I'm terribly sorry! I was rude and ignorant, please, have merc

y on us and let us go!" Morgan saw how Natasha was ignoring them, so he q

uickly changed his target and turned to beg Dustin.

"What?" Julie and Matt watched the proceedings with their mouths agape. T

he vice president of Harmon Pharmaceuticals was on his knees, begging for

forgiveness from a worthless piece of trash? How humiliating!

"It's too late to repent now! Take them away!" Natasha signaled to her gu

ards. They were both quickly dragged away. Their cries and shouts for for

giveness fell on deaf ears.

Natasha's swift and decisive course of action caused the crowd to look at

her in awe. She was impressive and domineering, truly deserving of her t

itle of the Steel Lady.

"Dustin, I'll leave the rest to you. I'm taking this opportunity to rid t

he company of anyone else bearing ill intentions. I don't want an insigni

ficant employee of the company to ruin our reputation." Natasha gave Dust

in a heads–up

and proceeded to leave with her men in tow. It was a critical moment for

the company, so she would not allow anyone to jeopardize them from the in

side.

After Natasha left, all eyes were on Dustin. In the end, Mr. Rhys was the

one with the power to decide who the company's rights would go to.

"Rhys! Why didn't you help plead for Mr. Marcs?" Julie confronted him, lo

oking dissatisfied.

"He stole what he was supposed to guard and sold substandard products in

secret. He deserved everything. that he got today. Why should I help him?

" Dustin asked calmly.

"He's a close friend of mine! You could easily have helped him! Why didn'

t you? Do you even have an ounce of empathy for others in you?" Julie gla

red at him.

"He's your friend, so what's that got to do with me? In fact, what do you

even have to do with me?" Dustin said.

"You're my ex–cousin–in–

law! Even if not for my sake, you should have helped him for Dahlia's sak

e! Why are you so cruel?" Julie said brazenly.

"Haha! So you do know that I'm your ex–cousin–in–

law? If my memory serves me right, not only did you not help me when I wa

s accused of theft earlier on, you even stepped out to vouch for those wh

o slandered me.

Why didn't you think about how I was your ex–cousin–in–

law then?" Custin snorted.

Julie's face flushed instantly. She found no words fit to clear herself o

f her actions.