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Chapter 442: Roderick bowed his head, his fingers gliding through his contact list before stopping on a familiar name.

The phone rang twice, and a voice answered, lighthearted and teasing.

Mr.

Astley? Finally got time to treat me to a drink, huh? But Roderick wasnt here for pleasantries.

He cut straight to the point.

Louis, your guys trying to bail on the deal.

His words came out sharp and precise, leaving no room for misinterpretation.

Without waiting for a response, Roderick switched the call to speakerphone.

Louis is standing right here.

Louis froze, his heart stuttering in his chest.

Had he really forgotten how tight-knit the restoration community was? Of course, his boss knew Roderick.

Boss, please, let me explain Louis voice wavered, his earlier bravado dissolving into thin air.

But before he could string his excuses together, a thunderous voice from the other end of the line exploded into the room.

Whats there to explain, Louis? If youre this stubborn and unreliable, I dont need you in my studio! I cant afford to keep someone like you around! The words came rapid-fire, a verbal assault with no room for defense.

You cant admit your mistakes, but you sure love holding onto the benefits, huh? Do you think the rest of us are idiots? You really think you can dominate the restoration field with your mediocre skills? Well, guess what? Youre fired.

Pack your stuff and get out.

Dont ever let me see you again! Discover more on gαℓησv????????s․com Roderick ended the call with a sharp tap, cutting off the tirade before Louis boss could finish.

Louis stood there, pale and shell-shocked.

Fired? No… This couldnt be happening.

His thoughts swirled, the future hed envisioned slipping through his fingers like sand.

Hed been on the cusp of promotion, ready to oversee a prestigious project in Feyland for heavens sake! He was supposed to be a master by now, praised and admired by all.

But now? It was all gone.

A cold sweat broke out across his forehead.

Panic bubbled up, drowning his pride.

In a desperate move, Louis collapsed to his knees in front of Allison with a heavy thud.

Please, Im sorry! I apologize! Maam… Maam… please, forgive me! His bloodshot eyes searched hers for mercy, but the room remained silent, save for his ragged breathing.

Roderick, already disinterested, shook his head.

Apologizing now? How noble of you.

Unfortunately, its too late for that.

Feeling the desperation, Louis snatched up his phone, his trembling hands fumbling to dial his boss.

But as soon as he dialed, he was met with an infuriating silence.

Blocked.

The call wouldnt go through.

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