His unwanted wife, the world’s coveted genius

Chapter 815:

The next day.

At the Marbleiron Group.

After several knocks on the door, Leland opened it and entered his manager’s office cautiously, his steps brisk but hesitant. He paused in front of the desk where his manager sat with an unreadable expression.

“Did you call for me?” Leland asked respectfully.

Without a smile or any formalities, the manager looked directly at Leland and bluntly said, “Leland, go now and transfer your responsibilities to your colleagues. Relinquish everything you’re managing immediately. Then go to HR and complete the resignation formalities.”

Leland’s expression changed instantly upon hearing those words.

Leland stared at the manager, his shock evident.

“Are you—are you serious about this?”

The manager sighed deeply, his face marked by resignation.noveldrama

“Leland, I wish I could tell you otherwise, but this is the reality. The order to fire you came straight from the top.”

At those words, Leland’s pupils constricted sharply.

An order straight from the CEO?

Who had asked the CEO to fire him?

Could it be Catherine?

No, that couldn’t be it. Catherine wouldn’t do this to him. She was just an ordinary girl from an ordinary family—how could she have that kind of influence?

Wait… Could it have been Catherine’s brother? Had he asked Lucas for help, and then Lucas…

The thought hit Leland like a punch to the gut. He looked at the manager, his voice tight with uncertainty.

“Could you tell me who asked the CEO to fire me?”

The manager hesitated before responding, “I asked about it. The CEO said the call came directly from the Hoffman Group’s top assistant. Apparently, the CEO of the Hoffman Group specifically requested your termination. Leland, when did you cross someone that powerful?”

“The Hoffman Group?” Leland’s confusion deepened, his mind racing.

“I don’t know anyone from the Hoffman Group. I don’t even know anyone with the last name Hoffman—”

He suddenly stopped talking, remembering something.

Hoffman…

Leland stared at the manager, his face draining of color.

“Do you… do you know the name of the CEO of the Hoffman Group?”

The manager nodded.

“Yes, I do. Their new CEO is Johnson Hoffman. He’s the son of the Chairman. I heard he just got back from Chixdon recently.”

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