Chapter 805 Found the Evidence


    Allison felt a little embarrassed when she saw her son''s gloomy face." That''s not a lot, right? Isn''t T


    Corporation one of the biggest corporations in the country? It''s even renowned internationally too.


    Don’t tell me that thepany is running out of money just because of this minor ident?"


    Luke lit a cigarette, feeling rather frustrated.


    Sometimes, he did not have the patience to deal with his mother, who only knew how to ask him for


    money. "This is a delicate scenario, Mother. You must have seen the situation at the entrance when


    you came here, right? Can you please notpound my troubles? I''ll get the finance department to


    transfer three million dors to your ount. That should be enough for three months if you spend it


    sparingly. Please stop bothering me during this period." "What? Only three million?"


    Allison''s face stretched exaggeratedly, and her voice became shrill. "Do you think that three million


    dors is enough for me, my son? That''s only enough for a few handbags and clothes. How can I pay


    for my living expenses then? You can''t be that stingy toward your mother! I don''t care. I want at least


    twenty million from you today. Otherwise, I''m not leaving!"


    She reclined on the couch, crossed her legs, then pointed her pedicured toes demonstratively at Luke.


    Luke did not even nce at her. He picked up his coat and walked toward the door. "I have a meeting


    to attend. You can stay here for as long as you want."


    He nced at Jason, who had entered the room with a fruit tter and a ss of fruit juice, then left as


    though nothing had happened.


    Allison got anxious when she saw that Luke was ignoring her.


    She pounced from the couch and said, "Hey, my son, you can''t leave. I don''t need that much money


    after all. Give me ten million. That''s the least I can ept... My standards of living will lower by a lot if


    you can''t even give me ten million dors. Don''t you feel sorry for your mother?"


    Luke did not stop or slow down. He opened the door and stepped out.


    Allison stomped her feet in anger.


    She was about to run after him when Jason stuffed the fruit tter into her hands. "Please calm down,


    Madam. You should know better than anyone else that Mr. Crawford won''t change his mind once he


    has decided on something. You should be exhausted from waiting. Here, have some fruit..." "Do I look


    like I''m in the mood to eat fruit when the problem isn''t solved yet? Sigh, why did I give birth to an


    ingrate?" Allison flipped the fruit tter, and the colorful fruit pieces were scattered all over the floor.


    However, she knew that her son was indeed stubborn. She picked up her handbag and left dejectedly.


    Before she walked out of the office, she red at Jason and said, "Mr.


    Doyle, please get the finance department to transfer three million dors to me, and not a cent less!"


    "Don''t worry, Madam. That certainly can be done."


    After Allison left, Jason looked helplessly at the fruit tter on the floor that he had so meticulously


    arranged.


    He dialed an internal number for the cleaner, then left the office.


    He could never understand why a materialistic, rude, and selfish woman like Allison could give birth to


    an outstanding son like Luke.


    If not that the mother and son looked somewhat alike, he might even wonder if Allison was truly Luke''s


    birth mother.


    The conference room was filled with people from higher management. The meetingsted for one and


    a half hours, and all the people seemed quite tired after one boring discussion after another.


    No one dared to ck. Their boss''s stern demeanor was colder than a cier.


    Luke, sitting in the CEO''s seat, also seemed tired, but his gaze and bearing remained sharp. Even


    though he did not move, the way he sat straight in his seat gave off an oppressive feeling.


    Luke watched T Corporation''s share prices drop lower and lower. He took thetest financial report that


    the secretary passed to him and briefly nced through it. His calm demeanor was a stark contrast


    with the nervousness of those people from higher management.


    One of the older men with white hair said sternly and nervously, "Our market value has fallen by about


    thirty billion dors since The Galleria''s copse, Mr. Crawford. If we don''t curb the loss somehow, we


    run the risk of being delisted, and that''ll be troublesome for future funding prospects..." "Yes, Mr.


    Crawford. Also, the families of the victims have been rallying outside the building. Why don''t we


    negotiate thepensation with them? What are we waiting for? Why aren''t we acting?" "Mr.


    Crawford, you have always been swift and assertive, but why haven''t you made a decision this time?


    Do you care if thepany lives or dies?"


    The questions rained on Luke like bullets.


    He shot them a stern re, which immediately shut them up.


    He whipped out his pen and wrote a single word on the cover page of a document. The force was


    strong enough to prate the paper. The word was "WAIT."


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    He did not exin anything to his subordinates. The word that came out of his mouth was,


    "Dismissed!"


    Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. They were finally free.


    They waited for Luke to leave the conference room before stretching their limbs and leaving the room


    one by one.


    Luke went back to his office, tossed the pen on his desk, then sat on his chair. He kicked with his feet,


    and the swivel chair turned one hundred and eighty degrees.


    His back was facing the door of the CEO''s office.


    Next to him was a cup of coffee at the perfect temperature. His secretaries knew very well what he


    wanted.


    He took a small sip, and his tightly furrowed brows rxed a little.


    Suddenly, his fax machine emitted a peculiar tone. Luke keyed in aplicated code, and the machine


    began to print rapidly on several sheets of paper. In seconds, a top-secret document was ready for


    Luke''s viewing.


    Luke picked up the document and began skimming through it.


    Gale and Rain did not disappoint him.


    There was indeed an element of sabotage in the tragedy of The Galleria. The evidence they found was


    enough to clear T Corporation of any wrongdoing. However, his expression became colder and colder


    as he read on...


    As expected, the copse was Wayne''s handiwork. However, he did not expect that Kassy was


    involved too...