After listening to Annie’s words, Charlotte let out a helpless sigh.
Then she touched her cheek and said, "It’s probably because I look too much like her. Plus, the online news is so overwhelming that it’s impossible not to pay attention to it."
At this point, Charlotte paused and continued, "And besides, we can’t find anything right now. Maybe it really was an unexpected accident."
As for Justin’s efforts, they weren’t faring any better than Charlotte’s investigation.
Due to the sudden surge of crises in collaboration, even though Justin was injured and recovering in the hospital, he had no choice but to return to the company.
The issue had a significant impact on Riley Group, prompting the company to hold an ergency shareholders’ eting.
When Justin arrived at the eting room, he noticed several shareholders gathered around George Robbins, chatting with him enthusiastically.
The mont Justin stepped in, the discussions in the room gradually died down, and everyone’s gaze instinctively turned towards him.
George Robbins rose from his chair and walked toward him.
"Mr. Battleson, you’re finally here. I heard you got injured and were hospitalized—are you alright?"
The mont George spoke, the surrounding shareholders looked at Justin in shock.
"What? Mr. Battleson got injured?"
"Where were you hurt? Why didn’t we know anything about this?"
"So, Mr. Battleson, did you just rush over straight from the hospital?"
Because of injuries to his shoulder and arm, Justin only draped his coat over his shoulders. Upon hearing George’s remarks, he smirked at him.
"I didn’t expect Mr. Robbins to have such sharp news sources. Even my injury and hospitalization reached your ears."
Justin replied nonchalantly before walking over to his seat and sitting down.
George’s eyes flickered slightly, and he spoke with a cheerful deanor, smiling at Justin:
"After all, there’s no wall that can block the wind completely. Actually, I only found out by chance. But Mr. Battleson, this injury of yours isn’t a trivial matter—why hasn’t it even made it to the dia yet?"
"The dia hasn’t reported anything yet, but business partners are already terminating cooperation with us. If word of my injury gets out, wouldn’t Riley Group collapse entirely?"
Justin responded calmly and then slowly raised his eyes to look at George beside him.
"What do you think, Mr. Robbins?"
George froze at Justin’s words, montarily opening his mouth but unable to respond. Just as he managed to restore his composure and prepare to speak, Justin had already turned away.
"As for the reason for today’s shareholders’ eting, I believe everyone is aware. This is the most challenging issue the company has faced in years—what does everyone think we should do?"
Justin’s gaze swept over everyone present, noticing that several people’s eyes had subtly shifted toward George Robbins.
"Mr. Robbins, what do you think of this matter?"
Looking at George beside him, Justin inquired.
"This is undoubtedly comrcial competition. So company must be pressuring them from behind, forcing them to stop collaborating with us," George said seriously, tapping the table with his hand.
"Yes, it’s clear that so company out there is competing with us."
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