2025-04-02 22:17:49Mac Hilton felt the blood drain from his face the moment Harper Valente entered the hallway.
She walked in gracefully, like a lioness. She had the air of authority which suddenly made the room feel too small. And right now, she didn't look too pleased. Her sharp gaze sweeping over the gathered crowd with a look of disapproval and mild annoyance. Within an instant, all of Mac’s confidence had evaporated. Because she wasn't just any random executive: she was General Manager Harper Valente– the woman who had been a major driving force behind making Imperium Corp the Empire it was today. And if she was here, it meant things were going to take a dangerous turn– she was dangerously ruthless and efficient, and expected her employees to maintain the same standards. Mac swallowed hard, already feeling the sweat gathering at the back of his neck. Harper’s gaze flicked to him, and he immediately bowed, feeling everyone else turn towards him as well. “Would someone like to explain why my hallway has turned into a circus?” Her question might have been directed towards everyone at once, but Mac knew he only had a few seconds to think of a response. He tried to appear casual and collected, straightening his tie as he cleared his throat. “General Manager Valente, I apologize for the commotion. Actually, we were dealing with a nuisance, and the employees were naturally upset since it rarely ever happens.” He jabbed a finger toward Nathan, “This man was trying to get into the company by fraudulent means. He even tried to assault the security guards when they did their job.” A murmur ran through the gathered spectators, and Mac felt a flicker of hope. If he presented himself as the responsible one, Harper might just let this go. Harper turned her gaze to Nathan, but the question in it was only visible to him. Nathan simply shook his head. The gesture was subtle, but clear enough for Harper to understand. He didn't want his identity to be revealed to the public yet. Fine then, she would find a way around it! Meanwhile, Mac, mistaking her silence for agreement, continued; “I thought that we shouldn't step back from doing our duty because of troublemakers like him. We cannot let just anyone—” “Enough.” Harper’s voice cut through his boastful words, making him settle down like foam. “All of you better get back to work, and let the security deal with their job.” She turned sharply on her heel. “And you! Mr. Hilton, follow me. Now.” Mac’s mind took a moment to act on her words, then quickly followed her, relieved that the situation hadn’t escalated further. Just when he had heaved a sigh of relief, Lucas’ voice called out, like a noose tightening around his neck. “Wait! We should come with you too! After all, we were directly involved—” Harper stopped in her tracks. Slowly, she turned her head to look at him. “You?” Her voice was dripping with irritation, “You think you have any right to step foot into my office?” Lucas opened his mouth to argue, but Harper didn’t give him the chance. Her voice turned sharp as a whip. “Get. Out. Don't let me see your face here again.” Sophia flinched. Lucas' face twisted into a scowl but he stepped back, knowing better than to push his luck. Harper turned away, walking briskly down the hall, Mac trailing behind like a doomed man. *** The moment the door shut behind them, the air in the room changed. Harper didn’t waste a single second. SLAP! Mac reeled as the sharp sting spread across his left cheek. His ears were ringing, but he couldn't understand what had just happened to him. “Wha–” “Just keep your trap shut. You don’t deserve to be in an executive position! Not if you can’t even show the bare minimum of respect to your superiors.” Mac blinked, his hand pressing against his burning cheek. “M-My superiors? But General Manager, when did I ever misbehave with you? I was only dealing with the intruder—” SLAP! This time, the impact sent him stumbling back. Mac’s right cheek stung just as fiercely as the left; his voice was hoarse, and his tone was accusatory. “Why are you raising your hand at me! I…” Harper’s glare was lethal. “Because now, you will always remember that you called our new boss a stray dog.” For a second, there was absolute silence inside the room. Mac’s mouth opened, but he had run out of words to speak. Meanwhile, his mind was screeching in alarm. New boss?! No. That couldn’t be right. His heart pounded against his ribs. Nathan? Nathan was going to be his new boss? His gaze strayed toward the door, as if he could go outside again and somehow question him directly. But the more he thought about it, he was able to grasp the reason behind Nathan’s calm note of silence while everyone else was protesting loudly. Mac gasped, nearly choking on air. “H-He’s the… new chairman?” Harper’s lips curled into a snarl. “That’s right.” Mac’s legs nearly gave out beneath him. He had ordered the chairman’s leg to be broken… not only that, he had humiliated him in front of the entire company. His life flashed before his eyes, moments before the Grim Reaper arrived to take his soul. But it was Harper's voice which reached his ears. “Now, go and clean up your mess.” He stumbled backward, shaking his head repeatedly. “Ma'am, please! I can't face him… I didn't… I didn’t know—” “And that’s exactly the problem.” Harper’s voice was sharp and filled with disgust. “You judged him without knowing anything. You humiliated him, tried to have him assaulted, and acted like you owned this company. If you weren’t so blind in your stupidity, you might have realized your mistake sooner. And now, you don't even have the guts to face him?” Mac fell to his knees. “I don't… I admit I made a mistake. But please! Please, General Manager Valente, forgive me!” Harper crossed her arms with indifference. “I’m not the one you should be begging for forgiveness from.” She turned toward the door but then paused, glancing at him over her shoulder. “Oh, and one more thing.” Her eyes glowed with warning. “If you ever reveal Mr. Nathan’s identity before he decides to do so himself, I’ll break your legs myself.” Mac shuddered. He lowered his head, swallowing the bitter taste of regret. He had made a terrible, terrible mistake.
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