RISE OF THE HEIRS: Getting Rid of The Traitor

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Jill threw her expensive clutch in a random direction when she arrived in her office at Reynolds industries in a fury. Her breathing was ragged as she had been holding back her anger for the past half an hour. She closed all the curtains and doors tightly before shouting at the top of her lungs.

"What the fuck! Whoever that fucking guy is, Cobb or Fischer, I'm still going to demand a lot for today's humiliating incident! Damn it!"

Jill sat on the sofa with her chest rising and falling to the rhythm of her increasingly heavy breathing. She took a deep breath before finally trying to calm down. "It's okay. I was humiliated today. At least Reynolds stock will go up with the success of JF Groups because it managed to keep three other subsidiaries out of bankruptcy."

Jill fidgeted again. She glanced at the luxurious black clutch she had thrown. She hurriedly grabbed a phone from inside the clutch to call someone.

"Come on, Arthur. Pick up the phone! If