CHAPTER 107

But Nathan’s expression remained unfazed. “If you knew who I was, you would be on your knees begging.”

Ms. Foster’s face twisted in confusion and fury.

Despite Nathan's disguise, the confidence he exuded was overwhelming.

Around them, more employees had begun to gather, whispering among themselves as the confrontation continued to escalate.

It wasn’t every day that someone dared to stand up to Ms. Foster, much less a cleaner on his first day.

"Who's this guy?" one employee whispered.

"He's new," another replied. "He's gonna get himself fired before the day's over if he continues like this."

The murmurs of the crowd only seemed to fuel Ms. Foster’s fury.

She could feel the shift in the room—the weight of judgment from the people she had always looked down on.

And now, this new cleaner was making a mockery of her authority.

"You?" Ms. Foster scoffed, her voice dripping with disdain.

Nathan's eyes narrowed. “A leader who needs to bully others to feel powerful doesn’t deserve respect.