Chapter: 1345

Odin stood up and walked toward Ivan. He put a hand on the latter's shoulder and said, "You are my brother's right-hand man and an extremely talented one at that. You have been at his service for so many years. You deserve better.”

Stone cold, Ivan took a step back and lowered his gaze.

“I'm happy with my job."

Odin glared at him. He put one hand in his pocket and said, "I haven't been here in a while, so there's a lot I don't know. I may need you to help me with the turnover."

“Don't worry, Mr. Sullivan. I will do my best," Ivan responded.

"Good." Odin smiled.

“Well, you can go back to your office now.”

Ivan nodded, turned around, and left. He had thought that this was the end of the conversation, but as he neared the door, he heard

Odin's voice once again.

“Ivan, I think highly of you."

This stopped Ivan in his tracks.

“If there's anything you want, just tell me," Odin said softly.

“I'm not my brother. I cherish talent, especially people like you."

The number on the elevator's indicator kept changing until finally, it stopped on the number thirty-three.

Beep!

The elevator doors opened.

Ivan stepped out. He glanced at the closed door of the CEO's office before walking into his own. Upon stepping foot in his office, he immediately tried Carson's number.

"Sorry, the number you have dialed is currently unattended. Please try again later."

He tried three times but got no answer each time.

He frowned at his phone screen. All of a sudden, he remembered what

Carson had told him two days prior. He had been on the sofa then, working overtime.

"Ivan, I advise that you choose a better employer if you have the choice to do so. At the very least, your boss should value you.

Victor has done a really good job of exploiting you."

At the time, Ivan had not paid much attention to it. After all, he had been busy with work. He had simply smiled as he listed to Carson.

But now, those same words played in his head.