My Mute Bride

Chapter 343 The Root of All Evil

At the Burton Group, the phone outside the company president’s office had rung all afternoon. The sound of someone coughing came from behind the desk.

Just then, Frankie hurriedly entered the office with the document in his hands. “President Burton, we’ve found out that Miss Carter was also at Hotel Platinum that day. Unless proven otherwise, that woman could have indeed been hired by President Hudson and her company.”

Justin sounded very calm. “Got it.”

Frankie suggested gingerly, “President Burton, I asked our company’s legal department about this, and they said we’d better sue Hudson Pharmaceuticals for libel.”

“That’s unnecessary,” came the man’s terse and unequivocal reply.

“So, you mean…”

“Put this matter aside first. Just suppress the news.”

“Aren’t we gonna do anything, then? President Hudson has smeared your reputation by doing this. If we don’t do anything to clear your name, the company’s board of directors will call you to account—”

Justin lifted his head from his laptop, his stony face gaunt and craggy. “Didn’t you hear what I said?”

Although Frankie dared not disobey Justin, he was indignant deep down. He muttered, “I just feel sorry for you. It was unnecessary to resort to such underhanded means for the lawsuit. And besides, President Hudson wasn’t such a person in the past.”

Justin’s grip on his fountain pen tightened slightly. “She’s not to blame.” Rachel used to be an unsophisticated and kind-hearted person who was sincere to others, but she never got to meet a nice person, and the few relatives and friends who were nice to her ended up leaving her one after another. It was me who drove her into becoming the person she is today. I’m the root of all evil, he thought.

Darkness slowly shrouded Riverdale, while the Golden Cruise lay at anchor on the river with its bright lights and the neon lights in Riverdale echoing each other. Aboard the cruise ship, the party was still in full swing, but one private room deep in the restaurant formed a sharp contrast with the raging noise outside.

Lila and several bodyguard-like men were standing guard outside the private room, forbidding even the waiter to enter to serve dishes. “Just give it to me.” She took the food tray from the waiter and entered.

At this moment, only two people were in the private room—Dillon and Randall.

Porter, I heard that you

really new. It’s Hudson Pharmaceuticals,

Pharmaceuticals, Jefferey gave up a name list

dangerous place is the safest. Don’t

“But that’s too dangerous.”

replied, “Don’t worry. Even my dad has approved of this, so there’s no way the collaboration could go wrong.” Still, when he recalled how Lila and his father had worked together to keep him in the dark, a hint of gloom crept into

to be greeted

Porter, I’ve never heard of Hudson Pharmaceuticals’ new president before. All I heard was that she was an illegitimate daughter and that she personally sent Jefferey to prison. How could

who isn’t cruel dare to do business with

be too careful, Young Master

chair with a nonchalant sneer. “What trouble can she make? She’s just a woman. And besides, she’s supplied plenty of goods this time. As long as we make sure that nothing goes wrong, the

asking you to go

After all, a higher profile draws greater scrutiny. Perhaps he thinks

Bureau has always been watching us. It’s just that they’re not able to get hold of any evidence, so they can’t say anything. But

the minions to do it. We had a batch

his face. “Young Master Porter, how about this? Let Rachel, that woman, escort

let her take part in this?

Porter, I think you’ve not fully trusted her yet,

but from Jason. I reckon that fellow must have earned a fortune by pocketing the

“The only thing that makes me worried

“You mean Richard Carter?”

Since he’s acknowledged Rachel as his goddaughter, he has to have a good opinion of her. If she’s a

froze slightly as he played with

Randall was about to say something again, he saw Lila making tea nearby, which made

in her countenance, but her brows furrowed as she closed the door. Contrary to Dillon, a good-for-nothing, Randall was a deep one. Every word he had just said hit the nail on the head with his suspicions toward Rachel. Things are