Wrong Data on the Drawings


    Iid eyes on As, whom I hadn’t seen in half a month, I had no idea when he had returned to


    Foswood. Seated next to him was the imposing figure of Celine.


    It was evident that today was going to be challenging. When someone wanted to find fault, they would


    find a way.


    Celine’s sharp eyes swept over the attendees at the meeting before finally fixing on my face, her


    expression disdainful.


    N?velDrama.Org holds ? this.


    “Ms. Chloe, please exin the situation to everyone present,” she said calmly.


    I knew this was the calm before the storm. Clearing my throat, I meticulously recounted the entire


    situation in sequence. I had Carol hand over the blueprints to Celine.


    Each person in attendance was also given a copy of the incorrect data images. I hade prepared,


    especially with the one containing the falsified data. Except for one piece of data, everything else was


    the same.


    Celine nced at the original erroneous blueprint, furrowing her brows. Kenzie sat next to her, looking


    stern.


    Everyone was perplexed after reviewing my exnation and the provided materials.


    Celine had each member of the relevant departments speak. They all emphasized their department’s


    diligence in double–checking their work.


    I remained silent, observing their responses and Celine’s expression.


    As took two phone calls in the middle of the meeting. He would grunt in response, never saying


    anything on the phone, and then return his attention to the discussion.


    He looked somewhat indifferent to the meeting.


    In the end, no conclusion was reached. Everyone agreed that there was indeed an error in the data.


    What was strange, though, was that only the blueprints given to Fred were incorrect. Even the archived


    blueprints we submitted to Fred were correct.


    This was starting to raise eyebrows.


    Blueprints don’t just mess themselves up. The wrong data was modified on the original blueprint, not


    with a pen afterward. That made it hard to detect.


    Of course, Celine wasn’t buying this exnation, and she med our negligence. Her argument was


    persuasive and logically sound.


    ATL Empire audited the blueprints and sent them to us after approving them. Then, our technicians


    double -checked them before sending them back to Fred.


    Based on this ount, the relevant departments at ATL Empire were entirely meless. It was clear


    that the responsibility could only fall on us or Fred.


    I staunchly defended Fred, and As finally spoke up.


    “Ms. Chloe, what evidence do you have to prove that this isn’t Mr. Fred’s fault?”


    I replied, “Mr. Fred runs a professionalpany with years of experience and a meticulous production


    process. Aftermitting to high quality, which manufacturer would allow product issues?”


    As clearly didn’t like my response. His eyes were icy as he asked, “Is that your position?”


    I confidently said, “Yes.”


    “In your perspective, is there no third possibility?” His eyes looked at me with restrained anger.


    Suddenly, I realized I couldn’t be sure the blueprints hadn’t been leaked.


    My eyes involuntarily turned to Kenzie.