Chapter 1005: Chapter 1005

Chapter 1005:

Do you honestly believe she cares about us, the average workers? Keep dreaming.”

Amidst the online turmoil, the company’s workforce had been divided into three distinct factions. One group viewed Harlee as an overbearing tyrant, and the second group excused the layoffs as a regrettable but isolated incident, still trusting in Harlee’s leadership. The third faction remained indifferent, adopting an attitude of “it doesn’t affect me.”

Harlee, however, smirked, seemingly untouched by the turmoil. Three days of negative online chatter was something she could weather.

After a final glance at the messages, Harlee casually flipped the phone back to Dina, her lips curling into a playful smirk.

“Let the rumors fly.”

Dina was visibly shaken.

Had Harlee completely lost touch with reality? Endorsing the spread of rumors? Was she truly prepared to let the Sanderson Group collapse around her? Yet, the look on Harlee’s face was gravely serious. It was no joke—she had evidently resolved that this path was the right one.

Dina’s mind whirled with confusion. She had anticipated that Harlee would be desperate, possibly pleading for help, or at least agreeable to reversing the layoffs.

But now?

Dina was at a loss for words, feeling as though she’d been punched in the stomach.

With frustration mounting, Dina abruptly rose to her feet.

“If you’re indifferent to whether the group survives, then I’m done wasting my time here!”

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Dina didn’t wait for Harlee’s reply. With a swift turn, she exited the office, determined not to let Harlee provoke her further. The longer she stayed, the more her grip on sanity slipped, overwhelmed by the sheer illogic of the situation.

Yet, beneath her frustration, Dina held onto a firm belief—Anika’s scheme was airtight. It was only a matter of time before Harlee’s downfall, which promised to be dramatic.

As the sound of the office door clicked shut behind Dina, Brenton stepped out from his hiding place in the back of the room.

“Harlee, how do you intend to handle this mess?”

The moment Brenton’s voice rang out, Harlee’s thoughts instinctively turned to Rhys. She had been mulling over how to handle this delicate situation, and just like that, inspiration struck.

“Taking advantage of scumbags like Rhys is the right move,” she thought inwardly, a faint, knowing grin on her face.

Harlee replied to Brenton in a light tone, “Simple. Let’s find someone else to take care of it.”

With that, Harlee retrieved her phone and dialed Ritchie, instructing him to investigate the recent activities of Jeff’s family.

Ritchie was efficient. Within thirty minutes, he not only mapped out their movements but also uncovered details about their hidden finances.

“Ten million? That’s it?” Brenton scoffed after skimming the report.

“Don’t be so critical, Brenton. You shouldn’t judge others by your wallet. Ten million is more than enough to get them motivated,” Harlee responded casually, toying with her phone.

Standing up, she added, “Handle the online chatter, will you? And make sure Dina stays out of the game. She mustn’t get another chance to strike. I’m going to deal with Jeff’s family.”

Brenton reached for her hand, urgency in his voice.

“Harlee, are you seriously not going to help me with the company workload? Once we’ve gotten rid of all the rotten apples in the group, you’d only need to pop in once a week. What do you think?”

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