Meet My Brothers by Red Thirteen

Chapter 762

Mia couldn’t help but observe Timothy, fully engrossed in his work beside her, His demeanor appeared more mature and handsome than usual.

Upon hearing Timothy’s mention of the video conference, Mia discreetly

positioned herself in the corner without uttering a word, almost as if trying to blend into the background.

Timothy’s voice turned cold as he addressed the team, “The data is incorrect once

again. How was the research conducted? Do you believe we can mislead our

clients with such flawed data?

“Even if we manage to deceive them temporarily, the final sales figures will reveal the truth. How will we justify this to our clients?”

Timothy’s tone was stern and commanding, causing the employees to remain silent out of fear of his reprimand.

Scanning the room, Timothy continued, “Oh, what a shocker! Not a comment from anyone, huh? If the data submitted tomorrow remains flawed, I expect all of you to tender your resignations and report to HR.”

One of the employees hesitantly spoke up, “M–Mr. Barrett, could you please specify where the data is inaccurate? Providing us with clear guidance would be beneficial.”

Timothy’s anger flared. “Why must I do everything myself? What purpose do you serve here if I have to do all the work?”

After scrutinizing the data on his laptop, Mia spoke up, “If the research data is accurate, then the issue probably lies in how it’s being presented.”

the video conference fell

glances, unsure of who

pointed toward Timothy’s profile picture on the screen, suggesting

wide–eyed in astonishment. Could it be

a female colleague with

gaze toward Mia, Timothy inquired, “How did you come to

her eyes

often make these

work. I’ve grown accustomed to it.”

but as he redirected his

on his face vanished instantly.

cold as he asked, “Do you know what needs to be done now? Or do you still

we can handle it. We’ll verify

his laptop, appearing somewhat fatigued as

with his exhaustion, Mia remarked, “Being a CEO

incredibly frustrating working with subordinates who don’t seem to learn

and regarded Mia curiously. “Ms. Monalize, what kind

slip–up, Mia swiftly improvised,

It’s not as

have you still not remembered anything from the