Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

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Chapter: 449

Harrell proposed, “Mr. Blakely, given the circumstances, our primary task should be to

manage public opinion and limit the fallout. I’ll meet with the deceased worker’s family

and negotiate with them. That’s the best approach as of now.”

Tyrone’s gaze was firmly fixed on the executive in charge of the branch.

The executive instantly straightened. “I’m in accord with Harrell. Our primary goal should

be to alleviate the media pressure, followed by a behind-the-scenes negotiation. Just a

monetary compromise should suffice. Continuing to allow Julius to cause chaos will only

spell disaster for the company.”

Casually leaning back on the couch with his right hand resting on the armrest, his fingers

rhythmically drumming against it, Tyrone remarked, “The situation is deteriorating.

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There’s bound to be journalists swarming Julius’ residence by now. If we try to handle this

privately, it’ll look like an admission of guilt. The verdict isn’t out yet. We should be

patient.”

Harrell, however, begged to differ. “Lately, the company has been receiving negative

publicity, causing the stocks to plummet, much to the shareholders’ discontent. Let’s not

concern ourselves with the outcome. Regardless of the deceased’s fault, it would be a

compassionate gesture on our part to treat the deceased’s family well, which could also

protect the company’s image.”

“Harrell, you were always a person of stature. The development of the branch owes a lot

to you. Why have you grown so faint-hearted over the years?”

Harrell was Left dumbfounded.

“The reporters have their sights set on Blakely Group. Do you believe we can alter public

opinion by secretly offering the deceased worker’s family money? What would our course

of action be if a similar event were to occur in the future? If we’re truly at fault, we will

voluntarily offer compensation. But if we’re innocent, why should we bear the loss?”

The executive cast a sidelong glance at Harrell.

Given Tyrone’s persistence, Harrell let out a sigh, instructing the executive, “Follow Mr.

Blakely’s orders. Be mindful of your choice of words with the press awaiting downstairs.

Neither be too assertive nor too submissive. Wait for the police’s investigation result:

The executive, regaining his composure, concurred, “Understood.”

At that moment, there was a knock on the door.

“Mr. Blakely.”

It was Kylan.

“Come in.”

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“Mr. Blakely, Aldrin will meet you at seven this evening.”

Public sentiment and compensation weren’t major issues. Tyrone was more apprehensive

about the authorities causing them trouble, which was why he was present there.

“Understood.”

Harrell, wearing a smile, noted, “We’ve amplified our investment attraction efforts in

recent years. Aldrin has been a significant help.”

Upon the outbreak of the fire, he promptly halted production, awaiting investigation.

Now that the potential risk was removed, it was advisable to resume operations as soon as

possible, given the hefty costs of delay.

“Both the two of you excel in management,” the executive commented, his face beaming.

Two days hence, the branch was back in operation.

“Mr. Blakely, aren’t we departing yet?” Kylan inquired.

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