Mattew tightened his grip on Reginald’s wrist, not ready to let go just yet. The confident smirk Reginald had been wearing earlier had completely disappeared.
“You said you resigned from the company,” Mattew said calmly. “So tell me, how exactly were you planning to go after them again?”
Reginald clenched his teeth. “I didn’t do anything.”
Mattew tilted his head slightly, studying his face. “Is that the truth?”
Reginald gave a small scoff, but he nodded. “Yes. That’s the truth.”
Mattew held his gaze for a few seconds, his grip still firm. Then, slowly, he released his hand.
Reginald quickly stepped back and rubbed his wrist, his face twisting with anger and discomfort.
“I’ll confirm that myself,” Mattew said. He pulled out his phone and dialed Delilah’s number. She was still working
