Chapter 895 The Arrest Since it was a misunderstanding, the wind of change was blowing through the online community. The website was packed with users who were not only deleting their hateful comments but also posting their apologies.
The entry âBrendan is a good man* received a high upvote.
At the same time, another entry was upvoted as well.
âWhat is the meaning of this entry âLetâs talk about the dirty deeds of the Brighthall Groupâs Desmond Griffin and his accomplicesâ?â
Mr. Churchâs expression changed drastically. He hastily clicked on the hashtag and discovered that the dirty deeds that Desmond, he, and a few others had committed had been exposed.
His knees buckled all at once, and he sat on the floor weakly. He glared at Brendan in despair.
âYou madman! You took a bet on the Brighthall Groupâs future on purpose!â
Brendan loosened his tie and said coldly, âI learned that there were quite a few sneaky rats in the Brighthall Group when I was caught in a series of events, but I didnât expect that you used the companyâs resources without my knowledge when you used to keep a low profile. You diverted the companyâs resources to your own company and committed numerous filthy acts.
âI was planning on handling Desmond alone initially by using him to set an example.
Yet, since you insist on being a part of this, I donât mind taking you out as well.â
Mr. Church aged a few years instantly. His eyes were bloodshot, and he struggled to stand up. âBrendan⦠You wonât get to be proud of yourself all the time!â âI wonât get to be proud of myself all the time, but itâs enough so long as you will never get to be proud of yourself.â
Afterward, Mr. Church received a call that ordered him to leave, and the hall fell deathly silent.
âReagan,â Brendan said and looked at the man who was preparing to sneak away by his side. His gaze was ghastly cold when he said, âYouâre fired.â
He would never allow himself to act sloppily.
Reaganâs pupils constricted in fear, and he hastily bowed down to beg for mercy. âMr.
Brighthall! Mr. Brighthall! Donât fire me. I know I was wrong, and I promise I will not be disloyal anymore from now on! I have nowhere else to go if you fire me!â
He did not come from an influential family or have any impressive educational background. He would not hold a high position in any company if he sought employment elsewhere. Moreover, even if he were to hold a high position in some company, he would not receive the current treatment.
Reagan was well aware of that, so he would lower himself at this very moment in the hope that Brendan would relent for the slightest bit and he could keep his job.
He did not expect that Brendan would just look at him calmly. Brendan was arrogant and cold, without any ounce of anger.
âReagan, do you know why I refused to give you a salary increment all this time? I claimed that you are working hard for the company, but I know better than anyone else that your performance has been deteriorating.
Youâre far worse than you were three years ago, but I was still giving you chances to improve.â
Afterward, Brendan did not comment further.
Deirdre understood that Brendanâs silence was already the best treatment for Reagan.
He had always been a perfectionist. If Brendan did not feel that Reagan was talented, he would have already punished Reagan mercilessly from the very moment Reaganâs performance deteriorated.
On the other hand, Reagan was obstinate after receiving such preferential treatment, so he now had to face the consequences.
Reaganâs eyes dimmed upon hearing that, and he dropped to his knees in despair.
Brendan glanced around him and asked, âIs there any more objection? If thereâs none, all the top-level personnel and board members are invited to a meeting in the boardroom at 8:00 a.m. tomorrow. Donât be late.â
His remark insinuated that there would be a bloodbath in the Brighthall Group. No one dared to speak, while Brendan left holding Deirdre by her waist. Before they walked out of the hall, he saw Mr. Zimmer standing by himself as if he was observing from afar.