Chapter 11: Tremble, tremble as much as you want! (2)
Slap!
The sound echoed like thunder. The slap didn't just land on Karl's face—it landed on the pride of everyone present. Eyes widened, almost as if they had been torn apart by disbelief.
He—he's the eldest son of the Holland family!
A madman!
This kept man, this so-called toy boy of Queenie, had gone completely insane!
Amy rushed forward to help Karl to his feet, turning back to scream at John, her voice sharp and trembling with rage.
"You're finished! And Queenie is finished too! Everyone in your Queenie Group is finished!"
Her fury was driven not only by loyalty but by relief—relief that she had left the Queenie Group just in time. Had she still been part of it, she might've gone down with them all... because of this lunatic.
Amy's outburst shocked the entire Queenie Group team.
Yes!
That slap—it wasn't just a strike. It was a death knell. A slap to Karl was a slap to the Holland family. The repercussions would be catastrophic. Every employee could see the writing on the wall. They wouldn't escape unscathed.