"Let me make it clear—today, I’m not just kicking you out of this company, I’m going to make you strip down and leave in shame!"
I almost laughed at how ridiculous he sounded.
New York’s business world was certainly more entertaining than London’s. At least here, I got to witness a clown show in broad daylight.
"Gideon, do your words represent the company?" I asked, my voice eerily calm.
Gideon waved dismissively. "Of course!"
"Boy, let me spell it out for you. Madam Everett is divorcing you. She never liked you—not from the beginning, not ever."
I smirked, unfazed. "Oh? Is that so?"
I tilted my head slightly. "Did Everett tell you that herself?"
Gideon sneered and nodded. "Obviously! You don’t actually think the chairman of a listed company would ever fall for a loser like you, do you?"
"If it weren’t for the old chairman forcing her, you’d have been kicked out ages ago!"
So my suspicions were correct.
The Whitaker Family thought they were strong enough now to abandon me. That they could just toss me aside after using me to build their empire.
But they had seriously miscalculated.
Did they really think they could betray me and walk away unscathed?