"Charlie, there's nothing for us to discuss. Go home and get your family to find you another job." Micah waved his hand.
He picked up the phone on his table. "Inform the administration office to draft a penalty notice of the dismissal of Mr. Charles Owens..."
A wave of despair swept over Charles. Grandpa Micah fired him because of a jerk.
"Grandpa Micah, since you're so heartless, don't blame me for taking revenge! I'll show you the influence of the Owens family!" Charles flung the door open and stomped out.
After hanging up, Micah slumped into his chair, as if his energy drained dry. He looked at the doorway in a daze and muttered, "The peace in Southland won't last long..."
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