A flashing red corporate security alert covered his display: EMPLOYMENT TERMINATED - CREDENTIALS REVOKED - IMMEDIATE EXPULSION NOTICE.
"No... no, this is impossible! This has to be some kind of sick joke!" Tyler shrieked, his voice cracking into a high-pitched panic as his knees buckled. He dropped his expensive leather briefcase onto the concrete, staring at Malachi as if he were looking straight at a ghost. "You... you're... you're Malachi Vance?! The owner of the entire global conglomerate?!"
Sierra’s jaw dropped so low it nearly hit the pavement, all the color draining entirely from her face. The devastating reality hit her like a freight train—the quiet, unfazed man she had dumped, mocked, and watched get pinned to a supercar was the multi-trillion-dollar billionaire owner and supreme boss of the very corporate empire that had just instantly fired her new boyfriend.