“I….” Jacob stuttered, looking lost. Subconsciously, he stepped out of the way as it wasn't like he could take the first option.August smiled and with that, he took Caroline and left. Everyone stared at the scene, and it felt like something had sealed their mouths. Actually, it was August aura and now that he left, everything was back to normal.“What's going on, Jacob? What happened outside?” Lena was the first to ask, looking curious.“Can someone tell me how and why August was able to pay for our meals? The total of this is almost fifty thousand dollars. Can someone like him afford such a thing?”“Fifty thousand dollars?” Jacob's eyes widened as though they would fall out of their sockets. Inside that envelope, there were a hundred and fifty thousand more. That was one quarter of his annual salary, and yet, a waitress had gotten it for free.He looked at the waitress as she left the room, and the urge to snatch it away grew to its peak inside him.“Jacob, what's wrong?” Yara asked

“Sir, I'll suggest you leave right away as August Reed isn't someone you can take on, trust me. And besides this company was rightfully his, as Mr. Peter had done something uncalled-for in the past.” Ezra warned, trying to be as reasonable as he could.“Shut up punk!” Dylan lost it and smacked his hand on the table.Bang!The sound echoed, causing Ezra to jerk in fear. He then lifted a finger and pointed at him.“I'll warn you now. Don't you dare talk like you know anything. I was there when my brother bought this company and brought it to the point it is now. How dare you say this August is supposed to be the rightful owner? Are you in your rightful mind at all?” Dylan's brows knitted even more as he spoke.“I’m tired of you too. Guys, go over there and beat that punk. Since August has bribed him with so much money, he thinks he is on top and can do whatever he wants. Yeah, break his legs too.” He said again as he twirled his head to his men, and at once they acknowledged his order a

“Wait, don't kill me. I can beg you. You can take the company. Everything is yours. Just spare me, please.” Dylan had a long-lost regard for his pride.He lost the battle today, but as for tomorrow, he was going to come back with more men to punish August. He had already sworn in his heart that he was going to do it. The humiliation was too much.He wouldn't mind begging for now, but as for tomorrow, they would see who would beg.“So you can come at me with more men?” August crouched down to him as he asked, seeing through his thoughts. This sent shivers down his spine.Rolling his eyes, Dylan quickly thought of what to say to buy his way out.“No, I am not stupid enough to do such a thing. Please give me a chance. Mr. August. I swear with my life that I won't come after you again. After today, I'll forget you, and it will be like we never met in this life.” Dylan said. Tears had already formed in his eyes and were dripping down his cheeks.“Okay, I'll spare you.” August lifted his f

“First, I'll need you all to contribute fifty thousand dollars each. I need it for–”Jerry hadn't completed his words when he was cut off. “Need it for what? Are you trying to scam us or what?”“What do you require 50k from each of us for? We just lost our jobs, didn't we? What are you saying, Jerry?”“I knew this was going to lead somewhere. There has never been a time you'll do something without involving money. I thought we were friends? I thought we wanted a solution together?”They kept lashing out at him, causing him to fume in anger. He had spent a long time racking his brain just to bring up such a plan, and yet, all they could do was jump to conclusions and not try to even listen to all he had to say.“Listen to me, why are you guys being worked up like I won't be part of this contribution? Do you know what I am trying to explain to you? Why don't you hear me out first?”Jerry clenched his fist on the table as he resisted the urge to smack it or perhaps smack their mouths so

After the got out, they hopped into August's car and drove off, heading to sky loft. Just after the left, a delivery man drop by the company and walked up to the guards by the entrance.“Hello, I have a message for the manager. Is he around?” The delivery man said politely as he spoke while holding out an envelope he had been sent to deliver.“A message for the manager? Who are you?” The guard looked at the man suspiciously, as such a thing had never happened before.Mostly, if messages were sent to the manager, it was through mail, but even if it was physical, it had to be someone notable who would come over but not some delivery guy. Now, it seemed as though whatever was in there wasn't that important.“It's a letter from Jerry blackwood. I'm sure you know him. Please pass this to the manager.” The delivery guy replied.The guard frowned as he heard this. Jerry blackwood was among the ten workers who were sacked a few days ago, and the news had been passed down to the security depa