"Three fucking… Damn it!"
Lola slammed her headphone to the table and cursed under her breath as she swirled her seat around and blew out a breath. She hates that Max was right about having multiple moles in his company. How Prescott was able to convince two of the dominant shareholders was beyond Lola's comprehension.
Of course they are greedy men like him and would believe that they can replace Max if they joined forces with the man in hope that he would return their favor by filling their pockets.
"So two plus the lady Ethan found, yeah, it's three ungrateful people trying to bring an innocent man down. They think they are on the winning side, but they don't know what they have risked." Rowling grumpily stared at the computer's screen.
"There's an incoming call. I think it's Max." She said when she turned her seat to look at the monitor again.