Chapter 1415: Chapter 1415: No Value to Exploit
George Robbins unbuttoned his shirt hastily, speaking urgently, "Once Charlotte Thompson is gone, the position of Design Director will be vacant. You’ll step in directly."
Florienna Ellis let out a crisp, amused laugh.
She playfully pushed George Robbins’ chest, her tone coquettish and teasing, "That’s not what you originally promised me. You said I’d be made Vice President—why am I being demoted now?"
Their unabashed laughter echoed around them.
Teddy Carter felt as if countless sharp blades were piercing his heart, an unbearable pain searing through him.
He finally understood why Florienna had always been indifferent toward him. She only ever treated him like a tool to speak on her behalf.
To her, their relationship was likely nothing more than simple manipulation, devoid of any deeper significance or complexity.
He desperately wanted to storm into the office and demand answers from these two despicable people—just what did he mean to them?
But then he thought better of it; it would only make him look pathetic.
They could destroy him at will, not just kicking him out of the company but also out of the entire industry, as easily as crushing an ant underfoot.
Frustrated, he lowered his eyes, tightly gripping the phone in his hand.
Clinging to the smallest sliver of hope, he sent Florienna a message.
"Nina, where are you right now? There’s something important I’d like to discuss with you. Can we meet?"
The message had barely been sent when he heard a message tone from inside the room.
Florienna glanced at her phone, replying to the message while complaining aloud, "Mr. Robbins, look at this—Teddy Carter is texting me again, always meddling in everything. He’s driving me crazy!"
After saying this, she didn’t forget to pout and act spoiled, "Mr. Robbins, now that everything’s settled, Teddy Carter isn’t useful anymore. Why not fire him outright? Saves us the irritation of having to deal with him."
Meanwhile, Teddy received her reply.
"I’m not at the office right now. Out in the field with the team. Whatever it is, we’ll talk later when I’m back."
Staring at the simple line of text on the screen, Teddy finally fell into complete despair.
The woman he had once loved most deeply had now personally pushed him into the abyss, without leaving him even the slightest leeway.
He realized how utterly foolish he had been, blinded by his own love all this time.
Florienna had no real talent for fashion design—how could she have ever come up with those excellent design proposals?
No doubt it was plagiarism. There could be no other possibility.
And to think, he had gone out of his way to protect her before.
"Whatever you say. If you want him fired, he’s fired. He’s just an insignificant designer with no backing—find any excuse, and we can get rid of him."
George Robbins sneered and, after that, their playful banter grew even more shameless.
Resting his hand on the doorknob, Teddy eventually let it fall and turned away in dejection.
From the shadows, Charlotte Thompson observed the scene with a sly, victorious smile curling her lips.
Everything seemed to be unfolding precisely according to her plan, without a single misstep.
By now, Teddy was likely completely broken inside. Judging from his reaction, there wouldn’t be any more entanglement between those two.
It was time to inform Justin Battleson of this good news.
That afternoon, Teddy remained at his workstation in a forlorn state.
When his colleagues asked him about work matters, he acted as though he hadn’t heard a thing, his face ashen and his gaze disturbingly hollow.
He avoided Florienna altogether.
Even when she personally came over to ask about his latest design proposals, he didn’t so much as look up at her.
"Teddy Carter, what’s wrong with you? I’m speaking to you—can’t you hear me?"