_Author’s POV_
Zarelle cut him off, her tone firm. “There are plenty of people who have good connections with the Feymere family. If everyone uses my network to get people into my company, what’s the point of having an HR department at all?”
Faced with Zarelle’s resolute stance, Nikolas found himself at a loss for words. He didn’t know what to do. After all, Zarelle was now the president of Feymere Corp. If he offended her, it could spell disaster for him.
“Zarelle, please don’t blame my dad. He’s only acting this way because of me,” Lena chimed in, sensing the awkward atmosphere and trying to smooth things over.
Zarelle glanced at her and then motioned to Tavion standing nearby. “Uncle Tavion, please escort our guests out,” she instructed, making it clear that she wanted Nik
