Chapitre 302: [ Volume 1] Chaper 302- its your work

Aron slammed his hand on the table, the sound reverberating through the room like a gunshot. "That's it! I resign!"

Esme barely flinched. Instead, she leaned back in her chair, a serene smile spreading across her lips like she had been waiting for this very moment. "Oh?" she said, her tone as sharp as glass. "Very well then. If you're so eager to leave…"

She reached to the side, picking up a thick, ominous-looking file and setting it on the table with a heavy thud. "But before you go, let's settle your… debts, shall we?"

Aron's brows knitted in confusion, his indignation simmering just below the surface. "What debts?"

Esme flipped open the file, running her finger down the pages. "Let's start small, shall we? Fifty million for the car you obliterated on the racetrack six months ago. Remember that? Oh, and five million for the bike you burned to ash because the color didn't match your aesthetic."

Aron's eyes twitched.