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Others expressed their opinions that if the worker indeed got drunk on duty and caused
the fire, then Blakely Group could be viewed as a victim too.
This perspective drew anger from many, accusing the commentator of siding with Blakely
Group.
The administrative review process would require some time.
Meanwhile, discussions about the fire continued unabated. Numerous individuals
anxiously awaited the final outcome.
Meanwhile, Blakely Group’s stocks plummeted, leaving the stock market in chaos, filled
with murmurs of disappointment and muttered curses.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe company’s fraught atmosphere was palpable to Sabrina during her working hours.
The incessant phone calls in the CEO’s office, mostly from media outlets seeking a scoop
on the situation, kept the lines buzzing.
The secretary’s response to all queries was, “The matter is under consideration.”
Sabrina received a message from a secretary. “Mr. Blakely called to request your
avoidance of public appearances, particularly during your commute.”
Aware of some media’s relentless pursuit for ratings, Sabrina understood their potential
focus on her and agreed to the cautionary advice.
She couldn’t resist inquiring, “When is he expected back?”
The secretary answered, “He didn’t specify.”
The building where the fire originated was now cordoned off, and the employees had been
temporarily Laid off.
Two senior executives emerged from the elevator, heading towards the provisional CEO’s
office.
Nobody could ascertain Tyrone’s mood over the phone, but as Blakely Group’s senior
executives, they were expected to manage the situation.
Tyrone gazed out the French windows at the charred building with a coffee cup in hand.
As the two senior executives entered the room, Tyrone gestured for them to take a seat on
the sofa. In a composed tone, he asked, “Please, tell me what happened.”
One of the executives, who was in charge of the branch, seemed a Little on edge as he
replied, “Mr. Blakely, I bear the brunt for this incident. I should’ve been more vigilant. I
was oblivious to the janitor’s drinking habit at work and his activation of the machine in a
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmdrunken stupor. Another janitor on duty that day claimed his inability to prevent him. This
was an unprecedented situation.”
“That’s no justification for such an incident to occur at present.”
The senior manager found himself at a loss for words.
His complexion paled, and he felt a profound sense of shame.
Considering there were three janitors on duty that day, why couldn’t the other two prevent
the tragedy from unfolding?
Clearly, they hadn’t put in enough effort. Following the fire outbreak, they feared the
repercussions and conveniently pinned the blame on the deceased worker.
An uneasy silence filled the office.
The other executive, Harrell Palmer, who was handling public relations, had hurriedly
arrived at the scene of the accident and attempted to contain it, but the news had leaked
nonetheless.