"Felix Johnson?" Lambert's face immediately darkened.
Clark nodded repeatedly, whispering, "Yes, we just witnessed it! If you fire him now, I'm afraid our company..."
He pressed his lips, not continuing.
But Lambert had already realized what was going on.
He turned to look at Norman, flattering him with a smile.
"Norman, I just misspoke earlier. It's not about firing you, it's about promoting you and giving you a raise!"
Norman stood with his hands behind his back, looking at him expressionlessly.
He said in a calm voice, "Since you want to fire me, there's no need to hesitate for the sake of others! Felix Johnson won't lay a hand on you either!"
Then, he headed towards the security room.
Lambert was stunned, furrowing his eyebrows as he watched Norman enter the security room.
