Chapter 117: Action against Lorie
Anne felt Megan’s words slam into her like a bolt of lightning. Rage surged in her chest as she spun on her heels, her eyes blazing.
"Why?" she demanded with disbelief. "The previous manager has already approved it. On what grounds are you canceling it now?"
"Watch your tone," Megan snapped, her expression tight with anger. "I don’t need to explain myself to you. The project is still in its early phase. There is no guarantee it will be profitable. I’m not authorizing any extra expenses."
Anne’s hands curled at her sides. "We are short on staff at the factory. The workers have been putting in overtime just to keep up with the demand. If we don’t pay them fairly, we’ll fall behind. We won’t meet the deadline, and the entire project could suffer."
Megan didn’t flinch. "Figure it out some other way. The company isn’t going beyond its budget this quarter. End of discussion."
Anne ground her teeth, seething. She wanted to argue further, but she knew trying to convince Megan would be useless. Megan wasn’t listening—she was making a statement. Holding her head high, Anne turned and strode out without saying another word.
Once the door shut behind her, Megan’s cold expression twisted into a scowl. Her fists clenched on the table. "She is bolder than I expected," she muttered. "But she’ll regret defying me. I’ll make sure of it."
While they had been arguing with each other, a sudden hush fell over the area near Lorie’s desk. A woman in a sleek black suit, her sharp features framed by black-rimmed glasses, strode in with quiet authority. Two security guards followed closely behind, flanking her like shadows.
"Miss Lorie," she called, her voice cool and clipped. She stopped in front of the desk, her posture straight and unyielding. "I’m Kate, from the PR department."