Elton cut in, "Yes. | fear she'll botch this order."

Louis added, "How about making Rosalyn my assistant? I'll teach her how to work properly in this industry."

Keegan cast a frosty glare at the trio, aware they had nearly offended a client earlier.

"The three of you are fired. Collect your salaries for the next three months from the finance department.”

Upon hearing Keegan's pronouncement, the trio couldn't believe their ears.

"What? Are you firing us? We helped you establish S.W. Studio."

Asher stood up, incredulous.

Keegan retorted icily, "Our studio has no room for employees flaunting their seniority.”

He then addressed the remaining staff, "In light of today's events, | must remind you all. Do not judge people by their appearances. Treat each customer with sincerity.”

The employees nodded, too intimidated to speak.

Asher's expression contorted.

"Keegan, you've sacked us for an assistant designer. Is it true you slept with Rosalynn?”

“| didn't believe the rumors about Rosalynn sleeping around, but now it's clear. She slept with you, didn't she?" Elton snorted.

"It must be true.” Louis nodded.

Keegan's face darkened.

"If you don't wish to leave the studio with dignity, | can forcibly remove you."

Asher snapped, "Keegan, you're heartless."

Elton sneered, "You favor Rosalynn!"

Louis added, "You'll regret this!"

The three hurled accusations, but ultimately stormed out of the studio, consumed by resentment.

Back in his office, Keegan was concerned by Rosalynn's continued absence and dialed her number.

A police officer answered, revealing that Rosalynn was at the station. Keegan's face paled.