Chapter126 When Did He Ever Say He Was Firing Daphne
Daphne didn't say much about it. However, recalling Summer's earlier threat, she caressed the contract and slowly said, "She threatened me, claiming that once her father found out, I wouldn't be able to stay here."
Murphy was taken aback.
What nonsense was Summer spouting?
"Her father has no authority over you, nor does he have any right to interfere with our family affairs." Murphy's stance was very clear.
Daphne looked at him, not putting him in a difficult position: "Next time I come to the office, I don't want to see her. If she remains unfit for her job after training, she's fired."
Murphy Group didn't readily dismiss anyone they had hired. If an employee's performance wasn’t up to par, they'd provide paid training for either two weeks or a month. If their performance didn't improve after training, they'd consider a transfer, and only as a last resort, termination.
"Okay," Murphy agreed.
After the discussion, Murphy noticed that Daphne was still somewhat aloof towards him. He carefully suggested, "How about you announce it later when we go outside? It wouldn't be appropriate for me."
Daphne didn't object.
They stood up headed towards the door, pushed it open, and walked out.
When the staff saw Daphne walking out with the CEO, they held their breath in anticipation, their eyes filled with concern when they looked at her, fearing she'd been dismissed unjustly.
"It’s all because of me," the team leader spoke up with gravity, "Fire me, not her."
Murphy was puzzled. When had he ever said he was going to fire Daphne?
Out of the corner of his eye, he stole a glance at Daphne. Seeing her usual calm demeanor stirred a slight worry within him. She didn't think he used to fire a lot of people because of Summer, did she? The thought that a misunderstanding might push Daphne further away was unsettling.
"The CEO didn’t fire me," Daphne interjected at the crucial moment, then turned to look at Summer, "Pack up your things and report to the training department later."
"What?" Summer, who was always docile and sensible before Murphy, was baffled.
"You don't have the skills in the planning department," Daphne didn't beat around the bush, "You've been reassigned to training where you can pick a job that suits your interests or skills better."
"What does that mean?"
"Did I hear correctly? Is Summer being transferred out of our planning department?"
"Isn't she the CEO's daughter?"
"What's with this investment consultant who can persuade the CEO to transfer his daughter?"
The murmurs around only made Summer wish for the ground to swallow her up. Mr. Murphy was expected to be more considerate. She had been diligent and reasonable, so why was he still so harsh?
"That won’t be necessary," she started to play her card again, seeking Murphy's sympathy, "Maybe I'm really not smart enough for a big company like Murphy Group. I shouldn't waste the company's resources. I'll resign."
"Get her a resignation form," Daphne said to the team lead.
The team lead was taken aback. How did this woman know she managed the resignation forms? Despite her confusion and a glance at the silent CEO, she quickly fetched one, "Here."
Summer was stunned. How did things turn out this way? Won’t Murphy ever speak up for her?
"Not resigning?" Daphne has always been one to cut to the chase.
Summer bit her lip, accepting the bitter reality with a reluctant heart, her eyes nearly burning a hole through Daphne.
Under the watchful gaze of everyone, she couldn’t back out, especially with Mr. Murphy present.
Slowly, she picked up a pen nearby and began to write. She silently hoped for Murphy to intervene, to reprimand this financial consultant and keep her in the position – to publicly acknowledge in front of everyone that she was his daughter.
But as she completed the form, Murphy remained silent.
"Being dumb isn't a sin," Daphne said coldly, looking at the resignation letter in front of everyone. "The real problem is not striving to improve or learn."
Tears nearly escaped Summer's eyes.
She had never felt so humiliated! What right did this woman have?
Daphne showed no mercy, swiftly taking the resignation to Gavin for a signature and promptly issuing Summer a termination certificate.
"Your final paycheck will be deposited to your account," Daphne handed her the document, "You're free to go now."
Humiliated and angry, Summer felt ashamed. She was aware that those around her were enjoying her downfall, mocking her silently. Unconsciously, her fingernails dug into her palm.
Witnessing all of this, Murphy gave a cough, excused himself for a prior engagement, and left promptly. Not entirely because he cared but because he feared Summer might publicly call him 'Dad' before everyone.
He didn't want any misunderstandings, especially not with Daffy.
As soon as he stepped out, the room buzzed with chatter.
"I was so scared. I actually thought the CEO was her dad."
"Yeah, right."
"Summer, you better work hard. At any company, it's all about merit; no one runs a charity."
"Do I need your guidance?" Summer snapped back, always feisty when Murphy wasn't around, "Even without a job, my dad can still provide for me."
"Is Mr. Murphy really your father?"
"No father would let his daughter resign in such disgrace? She's probably making it up because her real dad's too busy, so she clings to the CEO."
"The CEO's last name is Murphy, not whatever hers is."
"What if she's using her mother's surname?"
"I thought her mom's last name was something else."
Amidst the growing murmurings, Summer’s discontent grew. She detested Daphne - truly despicable!
Facing the gossiping crowd, she retorted, "Mr. Murphy might not be my biological father, but he's my stepfather, and if I wish to return to work at the Murphy Group, he can arrange it anytime."
"Even if I did nothing every day, I'd still make more than any of you!" Summer blurted out, determined to let these people understand that she was not one of them.
Daphne had planned to leave since the matter was settled.
However, Summer's words stopped her in her tracks, instantly ruining her mood. Neither she nor Lydia had ever flaunted their connection to the Murphy family quite so ostentatiously. Some people never learn.
"If I'm not mistaken, your mother and Mr. Murphy never married, right?" Daphne turned around and approached with her cool aura intact. "No wedding. What kind of stepdaughter does that make you?"
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