"This is indeed the Adler Family's place, but it belongs to Master Caleb, not you. Hurry up and get out of here, you're an eyesore," said the security guard impatiently.
"Bastards, who allowed you to do this?" George Adler had just gotten out of the car, followed by several board members, all veterans of the company, who collectively resigned on Caleb's first day at the company, showing their support by following George Adler.
"Mr. Adler, my apologies, but your and your daughter's positions have already been replaced. If you're here for the handover, you can go in now," the security guard said. "As for the others, Master Caleb has said that if they want to resign, there's no need to come back. All positions will be filled."
"Nonsense!" George Adler's face turned livid with anger. "How could that fool have so many people? Without these people, he's clearly leading the company into ruin!"
The people he brought out were in vital positions; they were his only bargaining chips.
