Rachel was about to take a sip of her coffee when she heard what her assistant said, her cup
suspended in the air.
"What did you say?" she asked, wanting to make sure she heard correctly. The assistant skimmed
through the news and then saw the confusion on Rachel’s face.
She remembered hearing from the senior employees that Rachel was once married to Victor, the CEO
of Sullivan Group
"As stated here, I’m afraid the Sullivan Group is currently in serious trouble."
Rachel’s eyes darkened as she drew the cup of coffee to her mouth and took a sip.
She didn’t say anything, and her expression remained stern.
It was hard to decipher what was in her mind By three in the afternoon, the share price of Sullivan
Group had dropped nearly thirty percent in the stock market
The news about the company’s employee jumping off a building became widespread Many people
demanded that the authorities thoroughly investigate the project and that the Sullivan Group put out an
official statement
The controversial project was doing fine in the past few days after its previous issues gradually died
down, but this unfortunate incident suddenly broke out, inflicting more damage to the Sullivan Group.
The blow was even greater and utterly unexpected this time.
The day the man committed suicide was the day the investigation team came to inspect the alleged
anomalies of the project Some people speculated that the man killed himself because he feared facing
the punishment and being put to prison, but others thought it wasn’t that simple.
They suspected the man was murdered.
The public had become suspicious and vigilant more than ever.
This had inevitably put the Sullivan Group in deep water After leaving the restaurant, Rachel went
straight to the company instead of going home.
As soon as she sat behind her desk, she turned the computer on and looked up the issue about the
Sullivan Group.
Both the company’s shareholders and the people online were apprehensive and high-strung.
Rachel hovered the arrow mouse cursor on the top-most search results and clicked on an article with
the headline,
"Victor Sullivan, Come Clean Now!"
Most of the people were clamoring for Victor to come out and release a statement regarding the
incident.
Some of them believed he was behind the death of the employee, despite not having solid evidence.
The whole situation was starting to get out of hand as different opinions and sentiments from the public
began to clash Rachel suddenly felt a headache coming.
She closed her eyes and rubbed her temples, trying to massage away the throbbing pain.
A knock then came on the door.
Her assistant pushed it open and found her in that state.
"Miss Bennet," the assistant politely said as she put the folder on the desk.
With head still throbbing, Rachel looked up at her. The assistant noticed the weariness in her eyes.
"You don’t look well, Miss Bennet.Do you want me to reschedule the meeting so you can go home and
rest?"
"I’m fine," Rachel said softly.
"No one’s rescheduling the meeting."
Admittedly, business wasn’t Rachel’s forte.She wasn’t really good at it, so she felt pressured at times.
It was far more complicated than editing codes, in her opinion.
On top of that, she was heavily put off by the fierce competition among business people in the circle.
But since she had already set herself up to bring the Bennet Group to its previous glory, she had no
choice but to work hard.
No matter how difficult the problem was before her, she had to find a way to solve it.
The assistant didn’t persuade Rachel anymore and excused herself to prepare for the meeting. After
her assistant left, Rachel took her phone and searched her contacts.
After hesitating for a while, she called home.
"Hello, Miss Bennet?"
Lila’s voice came on the other line.
"I might go home late tonight, Lila.Please look after Joey while I’m still out,"
Rachel said as she opened the folder her assistant brought and signed her name at the bottom of the
document.
"Don’t worry, Miss Bennet.I’ll take care of Joey."
Lila agreed immediately. Out of the corner of her eye, Rachel caught a glimpse of the top-search
results on the computer screen.
After a moment of silence, she said, "Lila…"
"Yes, Miss Bennet?" Lila answered, slightly confused by Rachel’s tone.
"Did they leave?"
She had just finished signing her name when she paused to wait for Lila’s response.
The ink from the tip of her pen immediately spread on the document, smearing the paper black.
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