Bryson scoffed, "I didn't even have to schagainst him.
He foolishly invested in several failing projects.
It wouldn't have mattered if he lost only a billion.
Recently, he's been traveling to various places with his fiancee, misusing company funds.
And now, with this biopharmaceutical project, he's hemorrhaging money.
No amount of capital will keep it afloat.
" It was clear from Bryson's detailed knowledge that his previous claims of disassociation with the company were deceptive.
Hannah shook her head at Bryson.
"Mr.
Mitchell, you clearly have a bone to pick.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtI can't discern the truth in your statements.
Bryson responded with sincerity, "You can trust that I mean you no harm, regardless of whether you believeor not.
" He left swiftly after his declaration, casting a long look at Hannah before departing.
Hannah remained still, watching him leave with mixed feelings.
After the argument had evidently subsided, Maloney stepped out from the balcony, asking, “Have you two finished arguing?" Taking a moment to compose herself, Hannah replied, “Let's return to our accommodation for now.
We'll continue this discussion tomorrow.
" The next morning, Hannah was jolted awake by aggressive knocking at her door, the sound echoing like a death knell in her ears.
Still groggy and annoyed, she approached the door.
Outside, two figures were talking, their words muffled.
Opening the door, Hannah's voice was cold and sharp.
"This had better be important, disturbing my sleep like this.
" Dotson stepped back and silently warned Maloney with a glance, "I told you it's not the right tto disturb my boss.
This could turn bad for you-" Despite the caution, Maloney handed his phone to Hannah, urging her, "Check this out and see if it's worth the interruption.
Hannah glanced at the phone and was startled to see news of the Mitchell Group's stock plummeting by 30% overnight-a shocking drop.
Realizing the gravity of the situation, she remarked, "This must be Bryson's handiwork.
Well, I've already passed this issue to him.
It's out of my hands now.
" She continued, "Yesterday, I reached out to the two companies we're looking to partner with. They're open to further discussions with us.
Maloney looked doubtful, questioning the terms of the potential partnerships.
"What terms did you propose? Are we going to sacrifice more profits than our competitor?" Resting against the doorframe, Hannah dismissed his concerns with a wave.
"The strategy I used is confidential and not for external ears.
If there's nothing more, I'm going back to bed.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmPlease, no more interruptions.
With that, she slammed the door shut.
Maloney and Dotson exchanged looks.
Touching his nose thoughtfully, Maloney mused, "Am considered an outsider as well? After all, I am Hannah's supposed fiance, aren't I?" Dotson inhaled sharply and stepped back, clasping his throat as a warning.
"Mr.
Pierce, discussing this in front of my boss could lead to a dire outcome.
"Are you implying a more horrific death awaits?" Maloney questioned, his smile bearing. "Fear not, your boss wouldn't dream of harming me.
Dotson's lips twitched in response.
"You ought to be grateful this civilized society has spared you.
Amidst this brief exchange of banter, the Mitchell Group was facing m e turmoil.