Eleanor's POV
Dickson didn't miss a beat. He immediately straightened his tie and smoothed his expression, transforming from a spitting bully into a concerned manager in a nanosecond. He strode toward the CEOs, oozing false sincerity.
"Gentlemen, my apologies for the disruption," he said, his voice oozing with feigned regret. "I was just in the process of dismissing an employee for consistent behavioral issues. Not only toward myself, but other colleagues. She was creating a scene, disrespecting authority, and causing a significant distraction from work. It's not the kind of professionalism we expect at Vexxon."
I wasn't surprised by the lies, only by the speed and audacity with which he crafted them.
"That's not true!" Mira said, standing up from her desk, her voice firm.
