Hearing the man before her speak Gallic to her and then burn a perfectly good table, made something inside Clarissa grind to a halt, her fingers twitched and she laughed a little looking down to her feet whilst holding onto her glasses so they didnt fall, looking back up at the man again with cold eyes and a quiet tone. "Alright, let me explain something to you, okay? You might not like me and personally doesn't bother me in the least, but if you ever speak Gallic to me again I will have you ripped to pieces. you might have been a pet of the crazy old fool here before me, but i dont need pets, I need people to do a job and get it done. Now wipe that smirk off your face and be the part, not just look the part, or get out of my sight" she said commenting on his better than usual security clothing, at times the anger clearly seething in her tone.
Lincoln was stood a little taken off track at being so blatantly ignored, Clarissa looked back over to him after she was done talking, "I am certainly well aware of all the points you raise, Mr Cadwell" she said getting his name wrong accidentally on purpose, they were merely hypothetical, the fact is we already have the funds to start a new small sized trade fleet." the CEO said calming down, however the room was much quieter now, "Each of these new vessels will have Class 5 heavy armour plating installed as a matter of principle from this day forward, eventually I want all ships that operation to have the same treatment." Clarissa stated, turning back to Marcus.
"Mister Davies, you will see to it this is done starting with any new vessels that are commisioned after todays date, and eventually for your own and any other existing fleet ships, is this understood?" She asked without any malice in her voice.
