Their subtle relationship could be seen from the fact that the board voted down Joseph's proposal the other day. It represented that they couldn't achieve consensus on business decisions. They didn't know why Roy agreed again later.
As Joseph took in Jordan's shareholders and held part of the Lake's shareholders, employees guessed that maybe the gossip was true that Joseph intended to swallow the Runestone Group. Otherwise, he would not have married Ruby. Although the marriage was fake, the fact proved that they took what they needed respectively, and later he married Irish again, who was his sister-in-law, and it made all doubt his real purpose. They predicted that there would be great changes shortly. And Joseph, who had prepared a lot of things, might be the victor.
As for these hearsay, Emily didn't believe them at all since she had much experience. But today, Joseph just dismissed Irish's position directly without the director's agreement. It made her doubtful.
Was he purposefully dismantling the Lake family's power?
Of course, she dared not to ask Joseph about it.
Joseph knocked on the desk with his slender fingers. He seemed to think, "Just because she is my wife, I made this decision."
Emily knew that he would not explain much, so she just sighed, hesitated, "Then Irish..." How could she have a talk with Irish? Irish was the shareholder, and she was also Joseph's wife.
"The notification will be sent to all of the employees. I will talk with Irish." Joseph ordered.
"Sure." Emily didn't feel easy and even stressed because she thought Joseph was purposeful.
Just in this way, when Irish came to the company, she received the first notification: She was fired!
Joseph fired her!
When Irish heard this news, she thought that her colleague was kidding her.
When she opened the computer, she saw the email sent by the internal address, and then she found that it was real. A colleague from the Administrative Department knocked on the door and asked shyly whether Irish needed help with the packing. Irish finally broke out her emotions.
She rushed directly to the general manager's office, but the secretary stopped her. The secretary said that Joseph was not in the office and was having a meeting.
Irish resisted her anger and just waited outside.
The secretary thought of it for a while, and then she said carefully, "How about waiting for him in the office?"
The secretary dared not to let her wait outside. Irish was also annoyed, and she didn't enter and just waited for Joseph's come back outside.
The secretary was in a dilemma, thinking that if only Daisy had been there, she could have dealt with it well.
One hour later, Joseph went downstairs after the meeting. Seeing Irish waiting for him outside the office, he passed on the file to the secretary and then said to Irish, "Come in."
Irish followed him and asked directly, "What do you mean?"
Joseph turned around and closed the door. He didn't answer her question lightly and said, "Next time when you find me, please just come into the office."
"Is there any next time?" Irish asked.
Joseph didn't turn out to be as cold as her boss. Knowing the door was closed, he just pulled her, looking at her sincerely, "Are you angry now?"
"Nonsense! Of course, I am angry." Irish frowned and threw away his arms.
Joseph was not annoyed and just pulled her again patiently. He clenched her with his arms and said softly, "To be honest, I think it's good for you to be a household."
Irish stared at him angrily, grinding her teeth, "Joseph, who invited me to be the psychological counsellor? I was not willing to do it at that time, but you just forced me to do it. You even pushed me to learn some knowledge about diamonds. So now, I am absorbed in this role, and then you asked me to be a household? Are you crazy?"
Joseph leaned against the desk casually, holding her and smiling, "It's passed."
"Do not pretend to be silly. Do you feel that the negative news is unbeneficial to you?" Irish questions.
He shook his head and said firmly, "It's truly unbeneficial."
Irish couldn't say anything, and after a great while, she said, "Then....then you should have told me in advance. Do you know what I think of myself now? I'm just like an idiot! Everyone knew it, and I am the last one! So how will they judge me? They think I am ridiculous!"
"No, they will just assume that I exploit you, and then they will sympathize with you." Joseph seemed to be kidding or not.
Irish felt unhappy, frowning and shouting, "Why didn't you tell me beforehand?"
Although it was late when he came back last night, he should have woken her up and told her.
Joseph still kept patient and just touched her back softly, "Are you angry because I didn't tell you or because of your dismissal?"
"Both!" Irish snarled.
Joseph held her, "Irish, I know you. If I had told you beforehand, you would have vented into a greater temper. You never follow the arrangement."
Irish was still angry, "Why should I follow your arrangement? What mistake did I make? How can you fire me? Even if I have made a mistake, I am still the shareholder."
Joseph sighed and shook his head, "See, I am most afraid of your behavior now." He pulled his arms back and tried his best to persuade, "Honey, believe me, the best way for you now is to stay at home."
Irish could not hold back the rage that surged up in her heart and drove away from her reasonable mind. "Joseph, can you decide which way to go? Why did you arrange my future even without negotiating with me? I am the victim, and I know that you did this to quell the situation." said Irish indignantly.
"Irish..."
"I don't want to talk with you anymore," Irish interrupted him. She took over his car key on the desk and rushed out.
Shocked, Joseph hastily followed her and stopped her. "Irish, calm down."
"Leave me alone!" yelled Irish. She shook off his hands and ran away.
"Irish!" Joseph rushed out but found that she had closed the elevator door.
Seeing this, Joseph hastily asked his assistant to prepare a car for him.
"Okay, okay." The assistant was frightened since it was her first time seeing him so anxious.
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