"I gave you a chance, but you never cherished it. Don't blame me for what's about to happen next."
Once Perseus was done with his cigarette, he pulled out his phone—an older model of Nokia—and got ready to call Charles.
The truth was, he had already contacted Charles when he was buying the cigarettes earlier. Nancy had already updated Charles on the ownership transferral in advance after all.
Perseus also used the opportunity to tour around the company. Quantum Innovations was now his company, after all. He needed to pay close attention to how things worked.
What Perseus didn't expect was that Catherine and Raymond were in cahoots with Dean just to make him suffer. He must nip workplace toxicity in its bud before it worsens.
Quantum Innovations was Perseus' company now. He would never let it become a place for toxicity to grow and fester.
"Hah! You're giving me a chance? Did your brain rot from all the time you wasted in jail? What makes you think an ex-convict like you has the right to say such things to me?"
Dean picked up his phone once more to call the security guards.
At that moment, the door was opened from the outside with a soft creak. A bald, middle-aged man rushed into the office hurriedly.
"Mr. Stout!" Dean called out to him, clearly surprised by his presence.
Unfortunately for him, Charles never bothered glancing in his way. Instead, he quickly approached Perseus.
"Hello, Mr. Caitford! I'm really sorry. I was stuck in a traffic jam just now, so I ended up making you wait for too long. I'm so sorry about that."
Charles had seen Perseus' photo before. After Nancy transferred Quantum Innovations' ownership rights to Perseus yesterday, she filled Charles in on everything.
That was why he knew that Perseus, who was dressed in plain and shabby clothes, was the actual owner of the company.
"It's alright. I've just arrived as well."
Perseus shook Charles' hand once. Then, he turned to look at Dean, whose complexion became stark white almost immediately. Beads of sweat began forming on the latter's forehead as well.
Dean knew that he'd screwed up big time. It turned out that Perseus really knew Charles.
To make things worse, Charles was even simpering at Perseus while calling him "Mr. Caitford" instead of pointing out his identity as an ex-convict.
Dean reacted very quickly by reversing the situation in his favor.
"M-Mr. Caitford, you should've said you knew Mr. Stout from the start—"
"Don't call me that. I like it when you're all arrogant and hot-tempered. You should just call me an ex-convict. I'm more used to you calling me that," Perseus interjected while chuckling inwardly.
Was this what true power felt like?
Charles' demeanor and words were enough to change Dean's dismissive and mocking attitude toward Perseus upside down as though he was a mutt. His arrogance vanished instantly, as if it never existed.
"What? Did that really happen?"
Charles was instantly furious. He wasn't a fool; he knew the underlying problems that were ever present in a workplace. There were definitely issues in Quantum Innovations, but Charles never cared much about them. In fact, he'd pretend they never existed as long as there weren't any major problems.
Regular employees worked for money. Managers, on the other hand, worked for both money and power. They loved the feeling of having power over everyone else.
Dean got unlucky by choosing to step on Perseus' toes.
Charles didn't care whether or not Perseus was an ex-convict. All he knew was that Perseus was his boss.
"No, Mr. Stout! I—"
"You're officially fired, Dean. I want you to pack your belongings and leave the premises in an hour. I'll have the finance department wire your salary and the severance fees into your account next month."
Charles needed to deal with this situation appropriately, seeing as Perseus was there. Also, he wanted to showcase his brutality and decisiveness as a good subordinate.
"Mr. Stout…"
"Get lost!" Charles snarled out, his eyes as wide as dinner plates. "I'm only giving you an hour! Don't make me get the security guards to throw you out! Hmph!"
Dean couldn't utter a single word after that. Right now, he resembled a wretched, unwanted mutt. It was then he caught sight of Perseus smiling at him.
What went around came around, that was for sure.
It was just that Dean didn't expect retribution to come so soon.
"Mr. Caitford, why don't you come over to my office?"
Charles' cold and stern demeanor melted away immediately. He turned to flash Perseus a friendly smile while hunching over subconsciously.
"Sure. Lead the way."
Perseus nodded in response. He left the office with Charles taking the lead without even glancing at Dean.
Even though Charles might be the CEO of Quantum Innovations, he still retained a low profile. His office was the same size as Dean's. However, Perseus was there as a guest instead of an interviewee.


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