CHAPTER 117

Grace, trembling, stood up as Nathan pulled her to her feet, still looking devastated. “But Nathan…”

“No, Grace,” he interrupted gently. “You’ve done nothing wrong, and I’m not letting you take the fall for this.”

Jane, still wearing her smug expression, crossed her arms. “You are only making matters worse for yourself, Steven. Both of you will be out on the streets. Do you really think you can stand up to Mr. Reynolds and keep your job?”

Nathan’s gaze hardened as he spoke directly to Mr. Reynolds, ignoring Jane’s taunts. “You can try to fire me if you want,” he said calmly, “but I guarantee you’ll regret it.”

Mr. Reynolds shook his head, clearly annoyed by Nathan's audacity. “You too, I will show you what happens to those who dare to cross me.”

Mr. Reynolds’ face twisted in fury, and he pulled out his phone from his pocket. “I’ve had enough of this nonsense,” he growled, punching in the number for HR.

As the phone rang, Jane folded her arms, still wearing that smug look, eyes glinti