Making a Comeback

Chapter 8 Not Yours

"Great!"

While mentally praising Cole for his generosity, Piers pushed Tyrone away. "Make way. A pathetic fool like you isn't worthy of serving Mr. Bennet. Do you know how important Mr. Bennet is? You should take a look at yourself in the mirror. Do you think you're that lucky?"

Tyrone smirked as he listened to Piers. He'd tolerated Piers for three months, and now it was finally time for him to get revenge.

"Tyrone Hendrick! Listen up. These sales won't be yours! You—"

"Who the fuck do you think you are?" Cole shouted before slapping Piers, causing the latter to spin in place.

Cole was furious to hear Piers ridicule Tyrone. Then he looked at Tyrone and realized that Piers must have been bullying him all this time.

After making up his mind, Cole shouted, "Is there anyone else in charge? Who's this bastard's manager? Get him out here!"

Instantly, everyone turned to look at Timothy.

Timothy was still bewildered, his mind racing as he wondered about Tyrone's relationship with Cole. He couldn't believe what was happening before him, but the truth was right there.

Reluctantly, he walked over to the big shot, who even his father had to flatter, and forced a smile. "Mr. Bennet, I'm the heir to Jenkin Group, and I hold some shares of the company. Therefore, I have some authority to speak. May I—"

"Shut up and get the procedures done right now. I've brought the money. Also, I don't want to see this guy in the future. Do you understand what to do?"

All the color drained from Pier's face as he looked at Timothy like he was his last hope.

"Yes!" Timothy nodded without thinking. Then he asked the employees at the hall to help with the procedures before turning his attention to Piers. "Leave. You don't need to come to work tomorrow. You're fired."

"No!" Piers kneeled on the ground and begged while clinging to Timothy's leg. In the past, he'd been able to flatter Timothy even though he wasn't skilled at work. If he left this company, how would he make ends meet? He might even starve to death.

"Mr. Jenkin, I've been loyal to you all these years. You can't just fire me. Please consider all the time I've spent working here and forgive me! I'm begging you!"

"The time you've spent working here?" Timothy disdainfully looked at Piers, bent down, and gently slapped his face.

"I'm a businessman, and I only care about profits, not this kind of loyalty. Tell me. Can you compare your worth with the profit of a hundred houses? Moreover, would I ever offend Mr. Bennet for you? Mr. Bennet was right; you're just a useless bastard. Get the hell out of here!"

In the end, Piers was ruthlessly kicked away. Then Cole gestured a sign to his bodyguards. With a smile, the guards nodded and dragged Piers out of the company. Soon, painful screams sounded from outside, scaring the employees in the hall.

Finally, the purchase of 100 housing units was finalized thanks to everyone's cooperation. Without even bothering to look, Cole asked his assistant to keep the documents.

"Do you know who made this sale?" Cole glanced at Timothy.

Instantly, Timothy nodded. He wasn't a fool; he'd seen how Piers had been taught a hard lesson because of this. Reluctantly, he smiled at Tyrone and said, "Of course! This is Tyrone's achievement!"