Chapter 224 Out of the Frying Pan Into the Fire
I wondered why Atticus was going to such lengths to help me when we didn’t know each
other well. It had to be more than it seemed
Yet, I couldn’t figure out his motive. What could he gain from assisting a small, relatively
unknown company like mine?
He studied me for a moment and then chuckled. “You’re unsure, aren’t you? Consider it a
repayment for the favor you did for me before. I don’t like having debts to anyone,
especially not to a woman.”
“In the professional world, Mr. Atticus, don’t treat me like just a woman!” I replied half–
jokingly.
“You? Not a woman?” He laughed heartily. “Who could ever think otherwise?”
After a laugh, he added, “Don’t dwell on it too much. This is a small matter, hardly worth
mentioning compared to the favor you did for me. Besides, you’ll cover the wages, so I
think it’s a fair exchange. This
industry isn’t that big, after all. Let’s support each other.”
“Alright! Thank you, Mr. Atticus! I’ll remember your kindness. If there’s anything I can do
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future, I won’t hesitate to help.”
I knew not to overanalyze the situation. Overcoming this challenging period was the
priority. When faced
with a life–or–death situation, I wasn’t one to nitpick.
Moreover, he extended a helping hand voluntarily. Rejecting his offer would be
disrespectful and could
lead to my downfall.
After discussing the details, I left the club. It was a business meeting, and there was no
need for idle chit-
chat.
Once I got into the car, I told Grayson, “It’s sorted out!”
However, even Grayson sensed something was amiss. Back at the company, we held a
meeting to address the situation. Ryan, too, felt things weren’t as straightforward as they
appeared, but we had no other option
After all, if we were going to gamble, we had to go all in.
As soon as we solved one problem, another arose. The problem with the construction
team was fixed, but there was a problem with the aluminum steel windows on the
suspension bridge.
The construction team told us the measurements didn’t match, making window
installation impossible. Knowing Fred’s meticulous nature, this problem seemed
impossible.
rushed to the site. The blueprints matched the window dimensions but didn’t align with
the openings.
ATL Empire blamed us, claiming there hadn’t been on–site measurements. However, the
blueprints from the design institute were perfectly aligned with the detailed construction
plans.
That was when it hit me. The information on our approved blueprints had been cleverly
changed. Only the information on the blueprints that Fred received was incorrect.
I told Fred to stop production immediately.
Representatives from all three parties convened at ATL Empire to discuss the issue. I
couldn’t change the dimensions without unanimous agreement, and the blueprints came
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Moreover, before sending them to Fred, our technicians had double–checked everything.
The situation
reeked of suspicion.
Ryan was worried I might not handle it well and wanted to go with me. However, ATL
Empire requested
my presence specifically,
I
Even if Ryan were present, I knew it would just be adding another person to share the
burden and
humiliation. There was no need for both CEOs to receive an earful over a minor issue. In
reality, they were
looking for me.
I didn’t hesitate for a moment and drove straight to ATL Empire. There had to be a
solution.
However, I noticed something peculiar when I arrived at the conference room.
A problem like this could be handled entirely by the project department. However, upon
entering the conference room, they appeared to be preparing a tribunal.