"I’m not filing charges," Atlas announced, gazing at the people surrounding the conference table, filled with the company’s important figures. "It’s not gonna happen."
"Mr. CEO! What do you mean you’re not filing charges?"
"We know that Allen has been with you all these years, but he is a thief!"
"This is not just a personal issue that you can settle on your own and an issue we shouldn’t interfere with!"
"That’s right. He was stealing from the company—our company! It involves not just your security, but every one of us!"
"CEO Atlas, please don’t let the years he spent with you cloud your judgment. He may have earned your trust, but now we all know that he did this with the intent of betraying you!"
"If you don’t set an example now, then many more like him will do this!"
One after another, the board of directors of Global Prime Logistics expressed their disapproval of Atlas’s decision. He stayed quiet, listening as they vented their frustrations. After all, he could understand where they were coming from.
However...
"My decision is final," he announced after several moments of silence.
"CEO!" One of the older men — Atlas’s own uncle and Sven’s father — couldn’t help but exclaim, slamming his hands on the table as he stood up. "Are you saying you’d just let someone like that get away with what he’s done?! Are you saying just because of the years he worked here, you’re just going to let that little thief get away?!"
"No." Atlas’s answer abruptly left everyone in a state of confusion. "I will never forgive whoever is stealing from this company and taking advantage of it. In fact, I’d have them all detained and rot in prison for it."
"But you just said you won’t press charges against that little assistant!" the same man shouted. "CEO, which is it that you’re planning? How are we going to understand!?"
Atlas drew a deep breath and slowly pushed himself up. "I’m not pressing charges on Allen because I know for a fact that he is innocent. However, whoever set this whole thing up is going to face heavy consequences—whoever they are."
For a moment, the entire conference room fell into a still silence as the members looked at each other. Their displeasure was apparent in their eyes; they still weren’t convinced. Even though they respected Atlas and supported his leadership in guiding them toward a better future for the company, they couldn’t simply let this go.
After all, they all knew how fond Atlas was of his right-hand man. It wouldn’t be easy for him to accept that his own people were betraying him, stabbing him in the back the moment he turned away.
And Atlas was aware of what they were thinking.
’I usually tell him to close his door,’ he thought, staring at the shut door with mixed emotions in his eyes. ’Who would have thought a day would come when I would wish it were wide open, like usual?’ frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓
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