"At work, you're either glued to your phone or playing games. You know nothing about business. If it weren’t for your connection to the president, you’d have been fired long ago."
His voice dripped with disdain as he continued.
"Keeping dead weight like you in this company is a complete waste of resources."
I raised a finger and slowly wagged it.
"No, no, no. Gideon, I think you were right about most things, but there’s one point I disagree with."
My confidence seemed to catch him off guard. His smirk faltered for a moment.
"Oh? And what would that be?"
His gaze narrowed suspiciously.
"Don’t tell me… you actually believe Whitaker Group of Companies can’t function without you?"
I smiled, then nodded firmly.
"That’s exactly what I’m saying."
"If I leave, Whitaker Group of Companies will go bankrupt."
The moment the words left my lips, the previously silent meeting room erupted.
"Oh my god, this guy is delusional! Whitaker Group of Companies is one of the top 500 companies in the country. How could it collapse because of some insignificant manager?"