Chapter 297
Dilemma
Curtis lowered his head and said gently, "Your guess is correct. This incident does have something to do with Ms. Davis."
Benjamin narrowed his eyes slightly, the coldness under his eyes deepening. His handsome face was glowing with cold hostility. He remained silent for a long time.
In an instant, the atmosphere of the office suddenly became grave.
Benjamin stayed silent, and it took a lot of courage for Curtis to ask tentatively, "Mr. Martin, should I take this to the police?"
"No." He narrowed his eyes slightly and said coldly. He then waved his hand. "You go out first. This matter should not be mentioned to anyone for the time being. Get everyone back without having to continue the investigation." Curtis nodded. "Yes, Mr. Martin. I understand."RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only
Curtis left the office before Benjamin looked again at the picture in his hand.
The more he looked, the more gloomy his expression became, making his emotions invisible.
He didn't finish reading it. He simply stuffed the photo back into the envelope and casually placed it in the far end of his desk drawer.
Afterward, he lit a cigarette. Through the smoke, his dignified face looked cold and chilly.
After smoking a cigarette, he dialed the intercom to have Curtis come in. He said to Curtis, "The people watching her change every ten days, and don't let her get suspicious. As soon as anything goes wrong, you can change the person. I need to know who she's in contact with on a daily basis."
"Okay." Curtis nodded, then asked again gently, "Mr. Martin, so does she need to be taught a lesson on this one?"
"Not for now. Maintain the status quo. What she's up to hasn't been revealed yet. Doing anything at this time makes us passive." "But..."
"What do you want to say?"
"Mr. Martin, I'm afraid Mrs. Martin would blame you if she knew."
Benjamin didn't say anything, only glanced at Curtis.
Curtis realized that he had said the wrong thing and then said hastily, "I'm sorry, Mr. Martin. I was too talkative."
Without blaming him, Benjamin
whispered, "You have to arrange this properly. I don't want Harper to know it so far. Lauren's purpose has not been revealed. There are too many people involved in this matter to allow for the slightest incident."
Curtis nodded in response.
After Curtis left the office, Benjamin sat in his leather chair for a long time. He thought, "If Harper finds out, will she blame me?" His eyes grew more and more gloomy as if they were shrouded in a thick layer of fog, making it impossible to see his emotions.
Just as Benjamin was about to call Harper to ask her out for dinner tonight, Curtis suddenly pushed the office door open anxiously. Benjamin frowned at him in displeasure. "What is it?"
He was so anxious that he didn't even knock.
Curtis handed over the tablet, which read "Crisis at the Mitchell Group".
After that, Curtis immediately said, "Mr. Martin, I just received the news that the Mitchell Group has been pursued for debts in the last two days. Mr. Jack Mitchell started- laying off his employees because he was driven to desperation. But two of the laid-off employees directly jumped off the rooftop of the Mitchell Group."
The Mitchell Group had been in debt in recent years, filling in the money earned on this project with the last. "What's their status?"
"They are still being rescued at the moment. I'm not too clear on the specifics. But they shouldn't be in a life-threatening situation. From the video and photos of the scene of the rescue, the two who jumped did not fall directly to the ground, but were caught by the solar partition."
If their lives were in danger, the situation would undoubtedly be much worse than it was now.
However, the Mitchell Group and the Mitchell family didn't have much peace today, as the media's hyperbole pushed the Mitchell family directly into the limelight. Benjamin immediately instructed Curtis to get the car ready to go over and pick up Harper. He called Harper as he headed out the door.
Harper had just finished reading the news about the Mitchell family when she got the call from him.
She picked up her cell phone and walked over to the window, no emotion audible in her voice. "It's an hour before the end of work. Are you missing work already?"