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Chapter 322:
“You really mean it? You’re willing to refund us the full amount p>
A voice from the crowd cut through, uncertain but hopeful, after Amelia made her announcement. Without missing a beat, Amelia motioned for Rocco to send the refunds right then and there.
Her swift action gradually soothed the angry crowd.
“Along with the compensation, the Davis Group will soon provide an explanation regarding the issue,” she said.
Amelia’s genuine promise left some of the people there feeling apologetic.
Anger had brought them here; they had thought the Davis Group had deceived them. Yet Amelia’s attitude made them realize that maybe she hadn’t expected the products to have an issue either.
A voice from the back spoke up, this time much softer. “Mrs. Stewart, I believe you didn’t set out to fool us. Just make sure you get to the bottom of the issue. Fix the lagging, and I’ll be happy to buy from you again p>
𝖳r𝖾𝗻𝗱𝘪𝘯𝗴 𝗻ovеl𝗌 о𝗻.сo𝗺
The weight of those words settled on Amelia’s shoulders, and for a split second, her eyes sparkled with faint relief. Still, when she sat in the meeting room later, she didn’t feel like smiling at all.
The shareholders had watched every moment of the product launch event. As soon as news of the lagging issue broke, they hurriedly gathered for a meeting, each sending Amelia a pointed glare.
“I warned you before. Launching new products wasn’t a good idea, but you just had to go for it p>
“Our profits were already tanking, and now we’re in even deeper trouble. Mrs. Stewart, you should pay for these losses yourself p>
“How dare you say something like that? You were cheering over the sales numbers this morning, nearly breaking down in tears. But now, as soon as a problem arises, you’re quick to blame Amelia for everything p>
Dalia’s words cut in like a knife. The whole room froze, their protests dying instantly.
Amelia said, “Arguing isn’t helping anyone. Why don’t you use that energy to catch the traitor inside the company p>
Suddenly, all eyes turned to her.
Dalia asked, “Amelia, are you saying someone inside the company is responsible for this p>
Hours of investigation finally paid off — Amelia and her team uncovered that Jed Dury from marketing had swapped the chips inside the products. Rocco wasted no time, rushing with a team to Jed’s place. But they arrived only to find his home empty; Jed had already fled. This turn of events didn’t surprise Amelia.
If she had been in Jed’s shoes, she would have run after pulling something like that, too.
Catching the frustration in Rocco’s expression, Amelia said in a gentle voice, “Jed was clearly prepared for this. Honestly, I’m not shocked that he has fled. Let the police handle the matter p>
Before she could finish, her phone started to ring.
She glanced at the screen and picked up the call. “I’ll be home soon. You just— oh, alright, I’ll go there right now p>
Amelia had assumed Wyatt was calling to urge her to go home, but it turned out that Wyatt’s men had captured Jed.
Somewhere on the outskirts of Kretol.
“Why am I being detained p>
The man speaking, wearing black-rimmed glasses and a mild expression, was Jed.
After abandoning his apartment, Jed had taken refuge in the suburbs, hoping to slip away once daylight came. He had never imagined someone would find him here so quickly.
Davin scoffed at Jed’s question. “You know what you’ve done p>
Jed stammered, “I-I honestly don’t know what this is about p>
Watching Jed’s nerves unravel, Davin snapped and knocked him to the floor with a swift kick.
Normally, Davin considered himself level-headed, not someone who resorted to violence easily. Only in situations like this did he lose his composure.
The moment Jed spotted Amelia, hope flickered in his eyes. But that feeling vanished the instant she asked, “Why did you swap the chips p>
“It wasn’t me. I p>
“If you didn’t do it, why run away?” Davin didn’t give him a chance to finish, cutting him off with a sharp voice.
Jed had avoided the surveillance cameras when swapping the chips, so he believed Amelia and her team had no evidence against him.
Confident they lacked any real proof, Jed refused to admit anything, no matter how hard Amelia pressed him.
“If talking won’t get through to him, there’s no need to play nice.” Wyatt’s tone was cold as he spoke up. On cue, a bodyguard stepped forward and, without hesitation, cut off one of Jed’s fingers.
The room echoed with Jed’s scream of pain.
Seeing Wyatt, Amelia immediately approached him. “Weren’t you supposed to be in a meeting? What brought you here p>
Amelia knew how much work had piled up for Wyatt while he had been recovering. She knew he was busy.
“The meeting got rescheduled.” Wyatt’s eyes narrowed, casting a look of pure annoyance at Jed sprawled on the floor.
Wyatt wanted nothing more than a quiet moment with Amelia, but it seemed trouble always found a way to interrupt them.
“You’ve got nine fingers left. You’d better think carefully before denying anything,” Wyatt said to Jed.