Chapter 113 The Purge I (1/2)

Kyle looked at Charles, and Charles looked at Kyle.

Charles had no idea what Kyle was looking at him for. Kyle sighed internally. CEO Charles had a lot of work to do. Both on himself, and for the company.

[I think it's too much to expect him to change overnight, dear brother]

[I know. Yet, I was still hoping he could take the first step]

[You've got to show him how first. I know you're itching to do it anyway]

Kyle couldn't help the smirk that the comment produced.

Kay was right about that. He had been suppressing himself, for the Kylie in him wanting to guide Charles since Charles inherently was a good person. Just a bit weak. He wanted to be kind and nurturing to the sincere man who was trying.

The Kyle, however, wanted to whack Charles to get him to get his head out of his a**, smash the faces of all the useless people in the company, raze everything to the ground and let the survivors rise from its ashes.

That thought got him pretty excited and he had to clamp it down. Kyle coughed to cover the maniacal grin he was sure he would be making at that moment.

At the same time, Charles was a bit surprised to hear the printer nearby start. He looked at it and waited until it finished and his eyes widened when he read what it was. He looked up at Kyle, who simply tilted his head to one side and raised an eyebrow.

Charles finally understood what Kyle had been trying to convey earlier.

He nodded imperceptibly, sighed internally and signed the termination notice for Pauline Hans.

[Nicely done, Kay] Kyle praised [The timing was perfect]

[Of course] Kay said smugly [Next step is yours]

Charles was obviously still struggling as he held that piece of paper while Pauline was looking at him strangely.

”You know, Pauline,” Kyle began, deliberately speaking slowly, ”I knew you were incompetent, but I didn't think you were this stupid.”

”It can't be helped, Kyle,” drawled Ali who snorted as he looked at the tea and biscuits she had served in disdain. The mugs were of different shapes and sizes, the tea looked like it was watered down and the biscuits were plain crackers.

They were VIP guests, not Charles's family. Even then, this was not something you serve to guests. It was unacceptable and a direct indication of lack of respect towards them.

Pauline bristled, her face clearly showing her anger. She turned towards Charles, pointing a finger at Kyle and his group as she demanded, ”Why are you letting them talk to me like that?!”

”My God, Kyle,” exclaimed Xing Han, ”You're right! She really IS that stupid.”

Kay smiled, got up and slowly walked over to Pauline, looking at her straight in the eye, ”Pauline, you are nothing but a mere secretary. An executive secretary, but a secretary nonetheless. Yet, the way you're acting, it's as if you're the boss here. Do you not know who is the real boss here?”

Pauline stood there proudly, not fazed as she said, ”Of course. I'm not stupid!”

”Enough,” came an extremely cold voice from behind Kay.

Pauline froze. Why did that one word make her feel fear like never before?

Kay merely smiled, shrugged and looked at Pauline with pity in her eyes as she said, ”Oh dear. Looks like I can't try and help anymore.”

She then leaned forward, to get close enough to say softly, ”Just try not to faint. Won't be fun otherwise.”

Kay then stepped aside, letting Pauline get the full blast of Kyle's oppressive gaze. She went to Charles desk and leaned on it while crossing her arms.

”Get ready for a good show,” Kay said to Charles, ”And learn why our Father put Kyle in charge to turn Company LV around.”

Kyle just sat there, not saying a word as he looked at his fingernails, spread out his fingers then finally, looked up at Pauline.

It was like a wave.

Even those who were beside him felt it.

There was this force that spread out from Kyle, heading straight for Pauline who stood there frozen. She was held in place due to the intensity of his blue eyes and she felt as if her body was literally, becoming ice.

Then she felt a huge pressure descending on her, as if it was pushing her down to the ground. Her knees trembled but she did not fall down. She felt a huge lump in her throat and swallowed repeatedly but the feeling did not go away.

”Ms. Hans,” Kyle began, ”My sister tried to warn you nicely yet, you cannot seem to understand a simple, basic, concept.”

”You are the CEOs his right-hand man, not his boss,” said Kyle, ”You have NO right to speak to him like that!”