Chapter 944

Chapter 944:

From what she had learned, Fulton was a pervert when it came to sexual matters. If Fernanda had fallen into his clutches, there was no way her fate would end well.

For Erika, the thought brought nothing but satisfaction. It felt like every injustice she had endured before now had finally found its retribution.

After finishing breakfast, Robert left the villa and made his way to the new company Fulton had promised him.

To Robert, nothing in life was more enticing than tangible assets and wealth.

Love? Family bonds? They were fleeting, unreliable. But a company and money—those were solid, something he could hold onto with certainty.

Reaching the building, Robert took out the keycard Fulton had handed him. But when he swiped it, the door remained stubbornly locked. He frowned in confusion.

Fulton had explicitly told him that once the deal was finalized, the keycard would be activated, granting him immediate access as the company’s CEO. So why wasn’t it working?

Could it be that Fulton had simply forgotten to activate the keycard, caught up in last night’s indulgences?

Brushing aside his doubts, Robert pulled out his phone and dialed Fulton. The call didn’t go through.

He approached the guard and confidently requested that he unlock the door, announcing himself as the company’s newly appointed CEO. The guard stared at him, wide-eyed, as if he had just witnessed something utterly bizarre, silently questioning whether this man was completely out of his mind.

No matter how much Robert explained, the guard refused to grant him access.

Several employees who happened to pass by couldn’t help but notice Robert arguing with the guard. The way they looked at him, with smirks and raised brows, made Robert feel like the laughingstock of the entire building.

“Alright, fine! You think you’re so great at doing your job?” Robert snapped at the guard, jabbing his finger in the air. “Mark my words—you’ll regret this!”

gⲁ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀.𝗰0𝗺 , Ⓣ𝓎𝓅𝒆 𝓬𝓱𝒶𝓅𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝒾𝓃 𝓐𝑔𝓮𝗇𝓬𝓎

Robert seethed as he stormed off, already making plans. The first order of business, once he was officially in charge, would be to fire that fool. Someone so clueless about recognizing authority had no business working under him.

When Robert arrived back at the Morgan family home, his frustration was written all over his face. The moment he stepped inside, he tossed his coat onto a chair and barked, “Has Kevin come home yet?”

“He’s not here yet,” Michelle replied quietly, trying not to provoke him further.

“If he doesn’t bother to come back, then let him stay wherever the hell he is!” Robert shouted, kicking off his shoes in a huff. “Why is it that none of you ever make anything easier for me? And since when did Kevin start cozying up to Fernanda? He’s actually going against us for her sake now.”

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