Chapter 220

Hearing the hint in Robert Hawthorne’s voice, Henry Hawthorne latched onto it like it was his last lifeline. “Grandpa, there’s nothing personal between me and Lydia Moore!” Gerry Hawthorne snorted coldly. His palm slammed down on the table, shaking the vase sitting on top. “Then what? You think it's okay to steal the budget sheet and pin it on Emily like it’s nothing?!” Henry’s face instantly drained of color. His eyes darted toward Robert Hawthorne, completely speechless. Gerry’s tone left no room for negotiation. “That’s it! I remember the branch office still needs a manager. You’ll report there the day after tomorrow. Don’t make me say it twice.” Getting reassigned from head office to a branch was basically a demotion—several levels down. Even Alice Sterling couldn’t help turning her head in shock. She never expected the old man to be this ruthless—he actually stripped Henry of his position without hesitation and sent him off. Henry’s eyes widened in disbelief. He turned to his fath