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Chapter 398
Chapter 398:
Abbie, her assistant, sprinted out of the glass-walled conference room. Her face was the color of chalk.
“Boss,” Abbie gasped, her voice trembling. “It’s a disaster. Dr. Evans just pulled the entire senior engineering team into a closed-door meeting. Ten minutes later, a fleet of black cars from Compton Group’s top headhunting firm pulled up in front of the building. They are trying to poach our entire team in a single move p>
June did not panic. She kept her spine perfectly straight and walked directly into her private office.
Brogan was already inside, standing behind her desk, his face a mask of pure, dark thunder. The veins in his neck were bulging.
He gestured sharply toward the hallway.
“Look at this,” Brogan snarled, his voice vibrating with raw fury. “This is Cole Compton’s declaration of war p>
June walked to her office window, which overlooked the building’s main entrance. She saw them immediately — a line of sleek black sedans idling at the curb. Sharply dressed men and women stood by the cars, holding tablets, speaking intently to members of her research staff who had been lured outside.
This was not a corporate poaching. It was a slaughter — a calculated, billion-dollar strike designed to instantly paralyze the entire Apex Bio pipeline.
“He isn’t trying to compete with us,” Brogan said, pacing the floor like a caged tiger. “He is trying to burn the building down with us inside p>
June took a slow, deep breath and forced the panic down, locking it away in a dark corner of her mind.
Rеco𝘮𝗺𝗲𝘯d t𝗼 уо𝗎𝗿 𝘧𝗋𝗶е𝗇𝘥𝘴
“Where is Dr. Evans?” June asked. Her voice was terrifyingly calm.
“He is in Conference Room B,” Abbie whispered from the doorway. “He said he wouldn’t leave until he looked you in the eye p>
June turned around and walked out.
She pushed the door of Conference Room B open.
Dr. Evans, a man in his late fifties with greying hair, was sitting at the long table. He looked up. When he saw June’s cold, emotionless face, he physically shrank in his chair — a man standing in front of a firing squad.
June walked to the opposite end of the table and sat down slowly. She did not yell. She did not throw anything.
She simply stared at him.
“Dr. Evans,” June said, her voice slicing through the silence like a scalpel. “I need a reason p>
The absolute calm in her voice broke him.
Dr. Evans buried his face in his trembling hands. A dry sob tore from his throat.
“I am so sorry, June,” Dr. Evans choked out, unable to look at her. “I swear to God, I didn’t want to do this. But… the men from the Compton Group — they cornered me last night p>
He finally looked up. His eyes were red and filled with deep, pathetic shame.
“They offered me five times my current salary,” Dr. Evans confessed, his voice breaking. “Five times. Plus a ten-million-dollar signing bonus, wired directly into my account this morning. And guaranteed equity in a new shell company p>