Chapter 897

Chapter 897:

A stunned silence fell over the room. Instead of considering the number of supporters to determine if the company should be sold, Luka intended to terminate the employees who had sided with the acquisition.

A wave of unease swept over those individuals.

“Mr. Calderon, are you firing us?”

“Mr. Calderon, we’ve dedicated years of service to this company. How could you just cast us aside like this?”

Everyone was upset, their voices rising in protest.

“If you think this company isn’t good enough for you, go find somewhere better,” Luka said, his tone unwavering.

The group scrambled to explain.

“It’s not that, Mr. Calderon! We just think the company has the potential to do even better!”

“Enough! Just go,” Luka snapped, waving them off in frustration.

Lina stepped forward, her voice accusatory. “Luka, these people are trying to help you! How can you be so heartless? This will only hurt their morale. Who will work sincerely for you after this?”

Buoyed by Lina’s words, the employees echoed their discontent.

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“Yes, Mr. Calderon, this is too heartless!”

“Mr. Calderon, we’re loyal to this company. How can you treat us like this?”

But Luka sneered, his voice dripping with disdain. “Lina’s words are poison meant to sow discord. Can’t you see? She’s manipulating you.”

The employees felt a wave of shame, realizing that they didn’t truly want to lose their jobs. Yet Luka’s resolve remained unshaken, leaving the room filled with a thick sense of uncertainty.

Lina offered a sly smile, sensing the shift. “Don’t worry. Timeless Elegance will close eventually. Homelight Enterprise will acquire it, and when they do, they’ll rehire all of you with better pay and benefits.”

Feeling a sense of relief, the employees gradually began to calm down. Luka, cold and unfeeling, couldn’t blame them for their ruthless actions. They had to look out for themselves in such a precarious situation.

With a final glance at Luka, they turned to leave.

Just then, a man and a woman strode in. The suited man’s expression shifted instantly when he spotted the man.

“Mr. Cooper, why are you here?” he asked, his voice suddenly laced with deference.

Jared glanced around the room, his sharp eyes surveying the tense gathering. “What’s going on here? Why is there such a crowd?”

Eager to impress, the suited man wasted no time in explaining. “Mr. Calderon is losing control of his employees. He’ll bankrupt the company soon enough. Then they’ll beg us to take over!”

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