Chapter 804: Didn't Hear

"You bastard, tell me what you've been doing all day!" Joseph was so angry he could barely catch his breath.

Preston gently patted his back to help him calm down.

A hint of schadenfreude flashed in his eyes.

Paul tilted his head and thought for a moment, 'I didn't do anything.'

"Didn't do anything? You took over the manager's office. You insulted the female employees in the office. You're worse than a bastard!"

Paul widened his eyes, looking completely innocent. "When did I insult the female employees? You can't just say things like that. I'm your son. Aren't you afraid of losing face by slandering me like this?"

"You!"

"What do you mean 'you'? I didn't do it. If you don't believe me, ask someone and ask the people involved."

Joseph seemed determined not to let him off without a confession and had Holden call those two women over.

They hesitated. "Mr. Watson didn't do anything to us. Mr. Watson just asked us to move things because he didn't like the office layout."

Paul spread his hands, looking helpless. "See, you're a father, and you wronged your son like this."

Joseph was stunned. 'Have I really wronged Paul?'

Joseph said, "Then explain why you took over the manager's office."

Paul had long given up on familial affection with Joseph. Even if he avoided the main issue now, he would just hold another grudge, without even feeling hurt.

As a father, Joseph not only publicly slandered his own son but even after clearing things up, didn't apologize and instead brought up other mistakes.

Paul took out his phone and played a recording. "You are here to experience life at the company. After a year, you will be promoted..."

This was what Holden had said.

Paul said, "He said it himself. I'm here to experience life, to eat well, drink well, and have fun. I thought his office was better, so I asked for it, and he agreed."

'See, they didn't even consider me an employee, so why should I consider them as bosses?' Paul thought in mind.

Joseph had a headache, his brain buzzing.

He turned and glared at Holden. "From now on, treat him as a regular employee and assign him clients to follow up."

Holden, sweating profusely, nodded quickly.

Joseph turned to leave.

"Wait." Paul called out to him, "You wronged me and now you're just leaving? What about my reputation?"

"What reputation do you have left!" Joseph's veins throbbed, feeling a sense of foreboding.

"I came to the company with a sincere attitude to learn, but I was wronged all day. And then you, as my father, came to accuse me without distinguishing right from wrong."

Paul lowered his head in grievance, looking both pitiful and heart-wrenching. "Being accused of insulting female employees, at best, makes me look like a flirt. At worst, it's a crime. Do you really want your own son to go to jail?"

"What do you want me to do?" Joseph could feel the strange looks around him, his scalp tingling as he wanted to resolve this quickly.

"At least give me some compensation." Paul pouted.

"What kind of compensation do you want?"

"The position of Deputy Manager of the Sales Department."

"No way." Joseph refused without thinking.

"Then forget it. I can't suppress my grievances, so I'll have to complain everywhere. By then, the whole group, and even the outside world, will know that you, Joseph, want to send your own son to jail."

Joseph's forehead veins throbbed, anger rising in his eyes. "You're threatening me!"

"I wouldn't dare. I'm just feeling wronged." Paul lowered his head, exuding sadness and sorrow.

Joseph clenched his fists and after a long while, said. "You will be the deputy manager from tomorrow."

"Thank you, Dad." Paul looked up, smiling brightly.

Joseph staggered, supported by Preston as he left.

Holden stood there, and Paul smiled at him."Which office is the Deputy Manager's?" Paul asked.

Holden gritted his teeth and pointed to an empty office.

Paul glanced at his watch. "It's time. I'm off work now. Make sure to have my office cleaned."

With that, he swaggered away.

Holden remained silent.

In the evening, Paul returned home and told Ashley he had been promoted.

Ashley looked incredulous. "You got promoted in just one day?"

Paul said proudly, "Yes, isn't your son excellent?"

Ashley gave him a complicated look. "Did you get this Deputy Manager position by throwing a tantrum?"

"Mom, I'm an adult now. How could I still throw tantrums? He gave it to me willingly." Paul said.

Ashley was skeptical.

The next day, Paul, as the Deputy Manager, attended two meetings. No one dared to say anything even when he dozed off during the meetings.

After all, his deeds from yesterday had already spread throughout the company, and even Joseph couldn't do anything about him.

At noon, Christina went to lunch with Knox and Elowen and received a message from Preston.

They had exchanged contact information during that meal.

Preston wanted to ask her to be his date for a banquet that evening.

Christina instinctively wanted to refuse, but remembering she owed him a favor, she agreed, thinking it would settle the debt.

After tonight, they would be even.

Christina said, "Okay, but I don't have a dress."

Preston replied, "I'll take care of it."

Christina was busy all afternoon and almost forgot about the banquet.

It wasn't until Preston called that she remembered and hurriedly told Knox before leaving.

Preston personally came to the hospital to pick her up. "Let's go get you styled."

Christina glanced at the time. "Is there still time?"

"Being a little late is fine." Preston smiled warmly and pointed to the seatbelt.

Christina quickly fastened her seatbelt.

By the time she was styled and dressed, it was already 7:30 p.m. They arrived at the banquet at 8 p.m.

The banquet had already started, and Preston and Christina's arrival drew quite a bit of attention.

It wasn't that Preston and Christina looked particularly good together, nor that either of them was particularly stunning, but because of Preston's identity.

Preston's identity was well-known in the circle.

Over the years, Preston had been a regular at various banquets and gatherings in the circle.

Tonight, Preston was here, and the true heir of the Thomas Group was also present.

What kind of commotion would happen when they encountered each other?

Paul lounged on the sofa, holding a wine glass. He gently swirled the red wine inside, the collar of his silver-gray shirt unbuttoned to reveal a glimpse of his delicate collarbone, making him look even more carefree.

He squinted slightly, watching Christina walk in holding Preston's arm.

Paul cursed inwardly, 'That damn woman, she completely ignores my words and still stays so close to Preston. But she did look pretty good in that dress. Kind of cute.'

Paul brought the wine glass to his lips and downed it in one gulp, his Adam's apple moving sensually with the motion.