Flash Marriage: Pampered by Mr.Bigshot

Chapter 201: Chapter 200: I Have Already Received the Dismissal Fee

Hearing Alan Morgan’s words left Shirley Grant feeling utterly humiliated.

”Fine, I did seduce you. You paid me a severance fee, and I accepted it. We’ve been square for a long time now.”

Shirley had mentally prepared for this, willing to accept the loss. If he could speak so bluntly, then she could steel herself for anything.

Alan Morgan didn’t expect Shirley Grant’s admission. Once he heard it, he felt he had somewhat lost his moral high ground.

Alan Morgan stared angrily at Shirley Grant for a long moment before saying, ”Out. As your superior, I’m ordering you.”

With those words, Alan Morgan was the first to leave.

The Secretary Department was still buzzing; this drama had left people speechless.

Shirley Grant hesitated for a moment and then turned and left.

After the spectacle concluded, the staff of the Secretary Department were stunned.

It seemed that Shirley Grant had truly joined MC because of Alan Morgan, but something had happened between them later.

Meanwhile, the company’s Forum suddenly exploded with chatter. A post appeared discussing the day’s events, and everyone in the Company was discussing it.

However, Nia Mitchell was still unaware of all this.

Like a victor, Phoebe Walker happily packed her things.

Her goal had been accomplished. It seemed Shirley Grant wouldn’t be throwing her weight around the Secretary Department any longer. Maybe, before long, Shirley Grant would have to pack up and go home. Being able to oust her greatest adversary before her own departure was simply the best!

”Nia Mitchell, you should thank me. I took care of a major thorn in your side.”

After saying this, Phoebe Walker packed her things and left work early.

The Secretary Department once again fell silent until the end of the workday.

”Finally, we’re off work! See you tomorrow, Nia Mitchell.”

Diana Hill smiled at Nia Mitchell. They would be attending a dinner party tomorrow evening where they would meet again.

Nia Mitchell smiled and nodded in response.

”We’ll meet again at the dinner party.”

Since Phoebe Walker had invited her, it would damage her pride if she didn’t attend. She wouldn’t let Phoebe intimidate her; she would go alone. The most Phoebe could do was verbally provoke her, but she couldn’t do anything truly harmful. Besides, if she went to Phoebe Walker’s birthday party alone, it might actually be Phoebe who ended up upset. Maybe Phoebe would get very, very angry. WAHAHA!

Having settled on this idea, Nia Mitchell began to cheer up. Friday was, after all, a joyful day.

Once everyone in the Secretary Department had left, Nia Mitchell PITTER-PATTERED to Maxwell Peary’s Office Room.

”Uncle?”

Nia Mitchell tested the waters, making sure no one else was inside before she jovially entered the Office Room.

”Done with work?”

Maxwell Peary relaxed his stern face, a hint of warmth softening his cold demeanor.

If Alan Morgan were there, he would definitely compliment Maxwell Peary on how quickly his demeanor changed.

If any of the Managers who had been reprimanded all afternoon saw this, they would likely collapse to the ground in shock.

”Yes, we finished work a while ago. I waited until everyone else left before coming over. How come you, the CEO, are busier than everyone else?”

Nia Mitchell seated herself on a sofa, watching the preoccupied Maxwell Peary in front of her, careful not to disturb him.

In her mind, the CEO should be the one making the most important decisions, not wasting time on trivial matters. Those petty things should be delegated to his subordinates. But why was Maxwell Peary, the CEO, so busy?