43 Rebel to be crushed

Name：Morna : goddess of death Author：apurva16
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Rows of Maybach lined the front door of MISCHIEF Entertainment. Andrea sat in front of Morna looking at the door of Mischief. She looked at her hesitantly " Mam yesterday I informed the staff about your arrival there should have been someone waiting for us at the front door. ;

Morna sneered " such a child play, do they to think I will be scared just because of these stupid tricks, turn around the car, we will return to Penthouse". Rows of cars turned around to return to the penthouse. ;

Deputy CEO office ;

Mr Lincoln was excited as he waited for new CEO enter his door brimming with indignation then he would proudly proclaim that he along with other board members and staff will not cooperate with a random women who comes here as a CEO. ;

A young assistant ran to Deputy CEO office anxiously " sir all the cars returned back to companies residential area, we are unaware of the situation, I just pray it will not backfire to us". ;

Mischief Residential Penthouse ;

Morna sipped her coffee while calmly flipping some random magazine . While Andrea dug a hole in the carpet brimming with anger " how could they disrespect madam, do they have any idea who they are disrespecting. It was wrong of Overlord to employ humans at adminstrative jobs where as demons at acting job, it should be reverse" ;

Morna sputtered her coffee while laughing " Andrea do you have any idea how funny it would be little hell demons sitting in 9-5 job, while seeing other people have fun,where as demons would crave for decadent pleasures which they will achieve by long worship from their fans along with booze and party, now tell me how did my dear hubby do wrong" ;

" Yes yes you are right my lady as always now please tell me what do you plan to do" this time Morna had devious smile on her lips making other shudder with anxiety " do you have what I asked for " receiving affirmative response she continued " release each piece of news every half hourly until I tell you to stop, I want to see him die from anxiety, do you get it, if this is his rebel I want to crush it beneath my foot" ;