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.”

Mia’s remark, the video conference

exchanged surprised glances, unsure of who

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

of the team stared wide–eyed in

female colleague with

Mia, Timothy inquired, “How did you come

her eyes and

make these basic

financial work. I’ve grown accustomed to

amusement, but as he

the smile on his

know what needs to be done now? Or do you still need my help fixing

handle it.

closed his laptop, appearing somewhat

with his exhaustion, Mia remarked, “Being a CEO can be

seem to learn despite your

lowered his hand and regarded Mia curiously. “Ms. Monalize, what kind of

Mia swiftly improvised, saying, “It’s

nothing special. We managed to get by. It’s not as impressive as your accomplishments,

gaze intensified as he asked, “After four years, have you