Go After My Ex-wife

Chapter 1720 Rectifying Bloom Aksea Group

Jepherson chucked the document aside and suggested Raeleigh hire an attorney. She asked, "Why

would I need one?"

"To be your legal advisor, of course. Why do you think these backstabbers can come and go as they

please? Isn't it all because your company's system is filled with loopholes for them to exploit. But not to

worry. Since they're requesting to jump ships, let's play ball."

"The less trouble, the better. They only did this for their career's sake. A word for you, don't get so

invested in their business and mind your own."

Raeleigh said as she reached for the document, only to fail.

"I'll read through it again. Forget about taking it from me."

Jepherson took the document in time and called in the secretary.

She came in and took the report away. It was already six, but Jepherson intended to meet the two

resigning designers.

They could've left work, but Jepherson said he had other things to attend to the next day, so the two

designers were still asked to be at Raeleigh's office that evening.

Raeleigh was well aware of the means Jepherson would use, but never had she thought he would write

two sets of large compensation bills to the two designers.

"Who are you, and why are you doing this to us? We have the right to leave." One of the designers said

resolutely, on their high horse.

Jepherson, on the other hand, sat next to Raeleigh, fiddling with a pen, having a ball. He looked like a

20-year-old who'd just left college and didn't even take the person talking to him seriously.

His arrogance was unparalleled.

Raeleigh suddenly worried for them. Though Jepherson had his limits, and he couldn't have the entire

world in his hands, it wasn't something difficult for him to destroy their careers in the car designing

industry.

Raeleigh could only do as much as sit next to Jepherson because of her hand, so she didn't say a

thing. In front of her was a plate of apples Jepherson had prepared for her, waiting for her to eat. © NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

They'd go for dinner after she ate them. To put it bluntly, they would help in her digestion so that she

could eat more later.

Raeleigh wondered what Jepherson was scheming, seeing that he wanted her to eat more given the

time.

Hearing the designer's words, Jepherson smirked, his gaze filled with contempt.

"I'm your president's husband; I'll be taking over Bloom Aksea in a few days. So, tell me, do you

think I'm qualified to deal with your issue?"

The two designers were rendered speechless while Raeleigh grew worried at the same time.

Jepherson didn't look like he was joking. But how could he be so confident when her company was

based abroad?

"Who are you?"

The designer was curious but not afraid.

Tapping the pen, Jepherson said, "It doesn't matter who I am. What we're here to talk about today is

the two of you betRhysing the company."

"BetRhys?"

Jepherson's words humored the designer, and he showed a look of contempt as if he heard the joke of

the century.

It was Jepherson's turn to be humored, his handsome face hiding a hazy sharpness. Despite his

silence, the two designers felt uneasy.

Seeing the two fell silent, Jepherson said, "This is the sum that you have to compensate for the

company. It's completely set according to the labor law. Don't assume the law only protects the

employees and that it will be on your side just because you're abroad. You can jump ships, but the

problem is how to make it a perfect one."

"I believe our company is the only place where you can showcase your full potential."

"I will issue a notice to warn our competitors and severely denounce your behavior."

"Are you trying to end my career?" The designer roared.

They weren't wrong to jump ships; they had to live their lives as well. It had been half a year since

Bloom Aksea Group released a new design. At this rate, they would have no bonus, and without

attention from the market, the company would be forgotten.

So what if they wanted to jump ships?

Jepherson quirked his brow, as sharp as a sword...

"I wouldn't put it that way. I'm just telling you from the company's point of view. You signed the contract,

no? If either one party unilaterally breaches the agreement and affects the other party's interest, there

will be consequences. It is stated in the contract the both of you signed."

"If I have to compensate you fifty million for unjustified termination, you should know that the same will

happen if the odds were the other way around."

Jepherson opened a file and pushed it to the two standing in front of him.

"This is no thanks to me, but it's written there that compensation would be made if he or she is

terminated for no reason. I'm sure you know the sum."

Sitting aside, she was stuck with an epiphany.

The clause was to stop her from dismissing employees for no apparent reason; who would've thought it

would be used to turn on them. Wonder how they felt about it.

"We don't have fifty million. What do you want?" The other designer spoke up this time.

She was about Raeleigh's age, and she had always had a good impression of her.

But Raeleigh had a feeling their resignation was her doing.

Jepherson laid back in his chair and looked at the girl, saying, "Oh, let me remind you, this is in local

currency."

"What?"

Raeleigh was also surprised. If she converted the amount, wouldn't that be...

Four hundred million?

"You're mad!" the girl roared at Jepherson, who was amused, "I'm not the crazy one; society is. It is

indeed a large sum, but I believe this money will bring the company fame and fortune."

"Although Bloom Aksea Group isn't a household name now, I believe it will soon, courtesy of you two."

"We'll sue you."

"Be my guest."

Jepherson made a call using the office phone, and it took no time for the other end of the line to

answer.

"I'm Jepherson Harvey."

With that, the two designers shuddered as if they were facing a ferocious tiger, intimidating despite not

showing any anger and appalling when angered.

The two designers, who were on high horses earlier, were now quite undone, even scared to speak up.

"Mr. Harvey."

Jepherson continued after the person on the other end greeted, "Bloom Aksea Group is a company

under Madam Raeleigh's name. From today on, it will be a foreign subsidiary of the Harvey Group.

Prepare to launch a new car; dispatch four of our designers over. The benefits are three times their

current salary, a company car, a house, and their family can come with them."

"Also, send two legal advisors from our company over."

"Is it to sort out the contracts or..."

"No, to rectify Bloom Aksea Group's internal affairs."

"Understood."

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