2025-03-16 09:00:02The executives’ faces were filled with satisfaction after Adrian made the decision to fire Celeste. She was just about to say something, but Damien’s voice cut through the room first.
"Are you guys out of your minds? What kind of bullshit are you spouting?" His voice boomed, filled with anger. "So, you dragged my wife here on her day off just to tell her this crap?"
Adrian, dressed in a gray suit, sat across the table and casually snapped his fingers. His assistant immediately got the cue and hurried to the door to call security. But before he could even touch the door handle—
BANG!
The sturdy wooden door shook violently as Damien kicked it—while still sitting in his wheelchair.
Everyone froze. Their eyes widened, breath caught in their throats. No one had expected that the man, rumored to be unable to walk, could do something like that.
Celeste, who had been furious, was now more shocked than anyone. Her hand flew to her mouth in disbelief.
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