CHAPTER 81: CHAPTER 81: DO NOT WASTE A SINGLE THREAD OF THE COMPANY

Startled by Vera Wave’s sudden outburst, Kris Cooper’s outstretched hand stiffened.

The young woman quickly put on an appeasing smile. She hurried over and gathered the scattered fax paper from the floor into her arms.

"Such a trivial matter isn’t worth your effort, sir. Let me do it! Please, don’t hold it against a little person like me. A gentleman doesn’t dwell on a woman’s mistakes, and... you’re heterosexual, one hundred percent pure heterosexual, a thousand percent straight man, super, super straight! Anyway, you go ahead with your work. I’ll just... throw these away!"

Smiling at him, she started to walk off, intending to make a quick getaway.

"Stop right there!"

She’s trying to escape?!

"Is there anything else you need, Mr. President?"

Holding a large, unspooled roll of fax paper, Vera Wave turned around, her heart pounding. She worried he was about to fire her.

After all the trouble I went through to find a job, I actually offended the ultimate big boss! Vera, you’ve really got some nerve. I’m definitely getting fired this time!

"So, this is how you waste company property?" Kris Cooper frowned at her pitiful expression. "Put it back together!"

Vera Wave was taken aback. "You... you’re not firing me?"

Firing her? Kris Cooper scoffed inwardly. I went to great lengths to trick her into signing that exploitative contract, and she thinks she can just run off so soon? Not a chance!

"If the fax paper isn’t reassembled by the time I get back, that might not be the case!"

Kris Cooper went into the restroom. He splashed his face with water to clear his head, glanced down at his trousers, which were gradually returning to their normal state, then adjusted his suit.

An important finance meeting was scheduled for the afternoon. He had to attend.

When he walked out of the restroom, Vera Wave immediately turned her head and gave him an eager-to-please smile. "Go on with your work, sir. I promise I’ll get this paper reinstalled properly for you. I absolutely won’t waste a single company resource, not even a needle or thread!"

The young woman’s face no longer showed the apprehension and unease from before; she seemed unaffected by what had just happened.

Yet, why had her reaction been so intense before?

"Don’t leave before I get back!"

Leaving her with that instruction, he strode out of the office.

"Notify them to prepare for the meeting."

An assistant acknowledged and hurried off to the conference room. Tommy Taylor picked up the laptop and other items to follow Kris Cooper.

Kris Cooper stopped at the corner.

"Give me the laptop. You stay here. Don’t let her go before I come back!"

That girl had better not try to pull a fast one on him. It would be a problem if she managed to escape while he wasn’t looking.

"Yes, sir."

Tommy Taylor stopped. Kris Cooper took the laptop from him and headed towards the conference room.

As he walked down the long corridor, the image of her cowering under the desk replayed in his mind.

The moment he entered, everyone at the conference table stood up.

Kris Cooper shook off his thoughts and sat down in his chair.

"Keep it brief. Let’s begin!"

As he said this, his brow suddenly twitched. He remembered her words from earlier: "Please, I’m begging you, don’t come over..."

The Head of the Finance Department straightened up and began his report. "Mr. President, the company’s financial situation last month was as follows..."

Kris Cooper, however, wasn’t listening to a word. His mind kept replaying Vera Wave’s earlier behavior, and the more he thought about it, the more suspicious he became.

Was she just babbling in panic, deliberately putting on an act, or was there some hidden reason?!

If that was truly the case, could it be that someone had done something similar to her before?!

CRACK!

The pen in his hand snapped in two.

The sudden sound startled everyone.