Inherit Billions

The Price of Plotting Against Seraphina.

The next day.

Seraphina woke up early. The weather outside was perfect, with birds chirping noisily in the trees, their dense branches casting a slight shadow over the balcony.

She stretched lazily and headed straight to the office.

When it came to work attire, Seraphina always dressed as she pleased. Sometimes she wore casual dresses, other times semi-formal suits, but she never forced herself into a strong and assertive career woman image. After all, no one dared to criticize her choices.

Thomas entered her office holding a stack of files,

Feeling utterly relaxed, Seraphina picked up the prepared coffee and took a sip.

She asked with a smile, "You can leave other tasks aside for now. Inform HR to fire Lucinda. Effective immediately."

Thomas paused, surprised.

Additionally, look into the recent projects Corcker Group has worked on. If any projects are worth taking over, we will step in."

Though momentarily taken aback, Thomas didn't dare ask questions or delay.

"Yes, Ms. Seraphina."

He quickly left the room.

Seraphina had always been a kind person, so firing Lucinda after only three days must have meant Lucinda crossed a serious line,

Moreover, Lucinda was Clarke's daughter. She was a socialite from a prestigious family. Dismissing her in this way would undoubtedly spark gossip.

After a morning meeting and lunch with her brother, Seraphina returned to the office in the afternoon. Thomas came over to report. "Lucinda has been waiting for two hours. She refuses to leave until she speaks with you."

Seraphina let out a cold, dismissive laugh. Now she wanted to beg?

What was she thinking before?

I'm busy and don't have time to waste. Tell her to go wherever she needs to.

Thomas wasn't surprised. He had only intended to verify Seraphina's position, and upon receiving her response, he swiftly departed.

In the lounge area, Lucinda sat pale and despondent.

The Price of Plotting Against Seraphina

Since the public hadn't yet learned of her dismissal, there was still time to make amends.

#Finished

Her father had gone to great lengths to get her this position. She couldn't imagine the consequences he would face if he discovered she had failed. After all the effort she'd put into rising from the shame of being labeled an illegitimate child, she was so close to escaping her past nightmares forever. Now, she was like someone hanging off the edge of a cliff-one wrong step, and she would be shattered to pieces. ""Lucinda."

Lucinda stood up nervously when she saw Thomas approach, her anxiety palpable.

Thomas approached, maintaining his polite but distant demeanor.

"Ms. Cross has two more meetings scheduled today. She really can't spare the time. Please, you should go home."

Lucinda's face drained of color and pleaded, "But I don't understand; why am I being fired so suddenly?"

She still clung to a glimmer of hope.

Lucinda hadn't felt this anxious, not even when Orion had publicly humiliated her the day before.

As long as she stayed, there was still a chance.

She couldn't just leave in disgrace.

Thomas smirked slightly and said, "Perhaps you should ask yourself what guilty deed you've committed:

He didn't need to question the reason for Seraphina's rage. Dealing with Lucinda was something he could easily handle.

Lucinda's face went even paler, her eyes momentarily frozen.

Seraphina couldn't have found out that incident so quickly. It had only been one night.

She bit her lip hard.

"I need to see Ms. Cross. I need to explain myself to her personally. If there's anything she's unhappy with. I'm willing to apologize."

Her tone was filled with grievance, as though she were prepared to endure any unjust treatment.

Thomas's eyes flashed with a hint of indifference, though he maintained his professional demeanor.

No apology is necessary. You've been fired, and that's the consequence. It's best you return home. Ms. Cross is the head of Cross Group. She doesn't have the time or interest to deal with issues from regular employees. We simply follow her orders." In a panic, Lucinda blurted out, "I am the daughter of the chairman of Corcker Group. Is Ms. Cross really going to brush me off like this?"

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