"What are you talking about!" George finally pulled Florienna into his arms and spoke with a hint of reproach.
"I only have you."
George raised his hand again, making a solemn vow.
"Hmph, is that so? For all I know, the mont I get fired, you’ll imdiately go after soone else."
Florienna slapped away George’s hand that had touched her waist and walked straight to the couch, sitting down and crossing her legs.
"What did you say? Fired you?"
Catching the key word in Florienna’s words, George stepped forward and asked in confusion.
"Who would have the guts to do that?"
"If I tell you who it is, will you help get her fired?" Florienna raised her brow at George.
George nodded without hesitation. "Of course! In this company, aside from Justin Battleson, who else can I not fire?"
"Alright then, go ahead and fire Charlotte Thompson right now." Florienna said casually, but her eyes were sneakily watching George’s reaction.
"Charlotte? What happened between you and Charlotte again? Didn’t I tell you not to provoke her!"
Florienna hadn’t expected George’s tone to suddenly turn so serious.
Feeling wronged and furious, Florienna stiffened her neck and glared angrily at George.
"Who’s provoking her? I don’t know what kind of crazy fit that bitch suddenly threw, but she clung to and humiliated in front of so many people!"
Just thinking about how she had been utterly disgraced made Florienna tremble with rage.
"Who does she think she is? She’s just a powerless design director, and now she’s acting high and mighty, bossing people around!"
The more Florienna thought about it, the angrier she got. She ground her molars furiously, and when her eyes landed on the decoration on the desk, her fury boiled over. She directly raised her hand and swept it to the floor.
"Bitch! Charlotte Thompson, you bitch!"
At this point, Florienna seed to treat the decoration as Charlotte herself. She not only smashed it to the ground but also stomped on it viciously, grinding it under her shoe repeatedly.
If Florienna had rely vented her anger at him verbally, George would have tolerated it. But seeing her smash his belongings onto the ground made his face darken.
He imdiately reached out, grabbed Florienna’s arm, and yanked her back.
"Stop acting crazy here."
However, George’s words acted like a fuse, setting off the raging fire in Florienna’s chest entirely.
"Who are you calling crazy? You act like you’re so capable, but when you see Charlotte and Justin Battleson, aren’t you groveling like a servant? Whatever he says, you think you can just seize the company like that? Are you dreaming in broad daylight? Right now, you’re completely crushed under Justin’s thumb. What else can you even do?"
Florienna scread, forcing out these sharp words through her clenched teeth.
For so long, with the backing of Teddy Carter and George Robbins, Florienna had enjoyed smooth sailing in the company.
But now, being publicly humiliated by Charlotte, how could Florienna possibly swallow this indignity?
Moreover, she had long since been spoiled by Teddy and George, so naturally, Florienna showed no restraint now.
It didn’t matter who stood in front of her.
"Shut up!" George roared, then raised his hand, poised to slap Florienna across the face.
Florienna’s almond-shaped eyes widened as she stared intently at George. "You dare hit !"
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