Chapter 367 Got What He Deserved
Susan squinted and did a double-take. It was actually Elliott. He looked like a hot mess—clothes all wrinkled, hair like he just rolled outta bed. So different from his days at Pioneer Accounting Firm.
Seeing him outta nowhere, Susan's brow furrowed. 'Wait, weren't Elliott and Fiona hauled off by the cops? How the heck is he out now?' she thought.
Elliott, looking like he was about to blow a gasket, yelled, "They canned me, but at least give me my stuff back! Pioneer Accounting Firm, you guys are a joke. I busted my butt for you for years, and you just dump me and try to lock me up? Well, I'm out now. If you don't cough up my severance, this ain't over!"
He looked kinda unhinged, and everyone in the office was too freaked out to deal with him. They all knew he was a total scumbag.
"How'd he get out?" Susan muttered under her breath.
Ingrid, standing nearby, whispered back, "Heard he got out a couple days ago. Paula was the main baddie, and he was just her sidekick. He didn't directly swipe cash from Skyreach Group's rival; Paula slipped him some dough. They say he lost his job and can't work in accounting anymore. He's got a mortgage, and his wife bailed back to her folks and wants a divorce. Guess he snapped and came here to raise hell."
Hearing this and seeing Elliott's shameless act, Susan felt zero pity for him. Sure, he was jobless, his marriage was in the toilet, and he was disgraced, but he brought it all on himself. If he had any morals, he wouldn't be in this mess.
As the manager of Group Six, Susan naturally couldn't let Elliott's drama mess up the office vibe. But she had beef with him, and stepping in might make things worse.
So, she turned to Ingrid and said, "Get security and call Linda over here!"
"Got it," Ingrid nodded and dashed to Susan's office to make the calls.
Just then, Elliott's crazy eyes locked onto Susan standing at Paula's old office door. His eyes narrowed.
Elliott stomped over to Susan, eyes full of contempt. "Well, well, isn't it Susan? Paula and I are out, and you moved up the ladder."
Susan shot him a look of pure disgust. He never changed, never learned, always the same lowlife. People like him had issues deep down.
"You know damn well why you and Paula got the boot. If you hadn't backstabbed the company and tried to pin it on others, you wouldn't be in this mess," Susan snapped, her anger flaring. If it hadn't been for Seb stepping in at the last minute, she would've been the one disgraced, fired, and maybe even jailed.
Her words set Elliott off, and he raised his hand to hit her. "Ever since you showed up at Pioneer Accounting Firm, my luck's been crap. I must teach you a lesson today!"
Seeing Elliott's hand coming down, Susan took a couple of quick steps back. Elliott missed and went ballistic, lunging at her, trying to grab her by the throat.
Susan's mind raced. Elliott had lost it and could do anything.
Luckily, security showed up just in time. Two guards grabbed Elliott's arms and held him back.
Elliott struggled, but he was no match for the beefy security guys. He had to give in, kicking and screaming at Susan, "You bitch, this ain't over!"
Susan looked at the crazed Elliott with pure disdain.
"Ms. Wilson, you okay?" Ingrid stepped up to steady Susan, who looked a bit shaken.
"I'm fine, thank God security got here in time," Susan said, shaking her head.
Just then, Linda walked in briskly, her assistant and some HR folks trailing behind.
Linda glanced at Susan, then pointed at Elliott, who was still being held by the guards, and warned, "Elliott, you better not cause any more trouble here, or I'll have you sent straight back to the cops!"
Seeing Linda, Elliott's bravado vanished. He started pleading, "Linda, I'm not causing trouble. I just want my stuff. That woman probably took it to mess with me."
Linda looked at Susan, who said, "His stuff's in the storage room. I already had someone bring it over."
Seeing the pile of things in the corner, Linda nodded and said to Elliott, "Your stuff's over there. Take it and get out. Don't let me see you here again!"
Linda signaled to the security guards, who then let Elliott go. He walked over to the corner, picked up his things, and after a few steps, suddenly turned back and, to everyone's shock, dropped to his knees in front of Linda!
Linda was startled and took a step back, exclaiming, "What the hell are you doing?"
Elliott, bowing and pleading, said, "Linda, please, have some mercy. I've been fired, my wife wants a divorce, and I can't work in this field anymore!"
Hearing this, Linda frowned and shook her head. "Elliott, you did this to yourself. The board decided to fire you, and there's nothing I can do."
Elliott quickly nodded. "I know. I'm not asking to come back. Look at me, I can barely afford to eat. Linda, I know you're a good person. Can you talk to the higher-ups and get me some severance pay?"
Everyone was stunned by Elliott's words.
Susan shook her head in disbelief.
This Elliott, now that his dirty laundry was out in the open, was actually kneeling in public, begging for a few months' salary. It was unreal. Susan had only ever met two men so pathetic: Elliott and her biological father, James. She realized that James and Elliott were cut from the same cloth, not worthy of any pity.
Linda, of course, wasn't about to take on such a matter and coldly replied, "Elliott, do you know what Mr. Bell hates the most? It's people who betray the company."
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