Sumr Sutton was lucky to get the dicine; she didn’t dare to ask the Ink Family for the specific formula.
After getting the dicine, the only option was to let Alexander Winslow study it himself and make it.
Since Alexander had such high dical expertise, Sumr believed that with the ingredients, it shouldn’t be difficult for him to make the dicine.
After delivering the dicine to Alexander, Sumr went to report at Royal Delight.
When she left, she asked the departnt for a two-week leave, but it wasn’t approved at the ti.
Now that Sumr has returned, the ti has far exceeded that limit.
Just as she appeared in the departnt, the departnt manager saw her and gave a cold smile, "You rember to co back, huh?"
"Manager, I was wrong." Sumr lowered her face, showing a sincere willingness to accept responsibility.
"Being wrong is enough?" The departnt manager huffed, slamd the folder in his hand to the side, and suddenly raised his voice, "Do you think Royal Delight is a place you can co and go as you please? You don’t value this place, but there are tons of people waiting to get in! Sumr Sutton, I’m telling you, you’re fired!"
"Manager! You can’t do this!" Sumr started to panic, attempting to argue for herself, but before she could speak, the manager coldly pushed her aside, "Leave now!"
He spoke with indifference, tossed a parting remark to Sumr, and turned away, leaving the scene.
"Manager! Manager!" No matter how much Sumr called, he wouldn’t turn back.
Royal Delight has always had strict rules.
It’s a company where a lot of people are eager to join; any mistake and there’s a crowd ready to replace you.
Sumr had anticipated this outco when she left for M Country.
Now that she was truly dismissed, she could only bla herself.
However, Sumr didn’t regret it.
Hadn’t she brought the herbs back?
Having the herbs was worth anything.
Sumr stood stiffly in the office for a while, feeling very upset, but eventually, she packed her things and slowly headed out of the company building.
When she returned to Watt Bennet’s villa, she felt particularly down, suddenly becoming unemployed left her feeling lost.
Royal Delight was where her dreams in the manufacturing industry lay!
And now, that dream was shattered just like that.
Sumr felt extrely distressed, locking herself at ho, curling up on the sofa in sorrow for a long ti.
Watt still hadn’t returned; ever since she arrived here yesterday, he hadn’t co back once.
This behavior of his gradually made Sumr feel sothing was off.
Being out for one night could be let go, but two days of absence seed abnormal.
It’s not like he went on a long trip; the interview on the news yesterday was conducted in Northtown.
The more Sumr thought about it, the more suspicious she beca, and the more she pondered, the less she understood.
Still, she felt she should wait a bit longer.
Living alone in Watt’s villa for four days, by the fifth day she couldn’t bear it anymore and took a cab straight to Shining Sky Tower.
Sumr was so angry that she didn’t even let the receptionist announce her visit and stord upstairs.
She entered Watt’s office directly, regardless of the situation inside, and blurted out, "Mr. Watt, what do you an by this?"
Her voice was a bit loud, and as her words echoed, the room fell silent.
The small conference room attached to the office was filled with people, at least seven or eight.
The group of people all turned their gaze uniformly in Sumr’s direction.
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