Chapter 2616 They Were Biased

“Pierre, your grandpa and I will help you to handle this. The thing that matters the most now is that

you can't let the people from the Department of Justice and the police officers find you. Otherwise,

it's inconvenient for us to speak up for you,” said Madam Mallory. She could not expect the others

to help them out.

Now, the CEO of Mallory Corporation was still Percy. The news of the two brothers not being on

good terms had already spread. That was why Mallory Corporation was not affected by Pierre's

matter at the moment.

It set Madam Mallory's mind at ease knowing that the company was fine. At least she did not have

to be up to her neck in problems while handling both sides.

Pierre narrowed his eyes. His mother only said that she would be helping him, but he could sense

that there was no longer bias toward him in her voice. This implied that she approved of what Percy

did.

It was Percy's fault that he was in such a mess, but they said nothing about it. They claimed that

they only came to help him. Was it because the shareholders sided with Percy, and that was why

they were not planning to deal with him?

Given the circumstances now, Pierre understood that this matter had to be put aside first. What

mattered the most was to deal with the trouble he was involved in.

"Okay." There was unwillingness and anger in his voice.

“Your grandpa’s still mad at you. Don't contact him at the moment. Give me all the related

documents and information about the things posted on the internet,” said Madam Mallory. She was

forcing herself to deal with this matter now even though she was unwilling to.

She had no choice.

Old Master Mallory was in a fit of anger. Although Madam Mallory knew Old Master Mallory would

not let things get worse, she dared not to ask him to personally deal with this matter.

"The related documents and contracts are kept in the office's safe box, but the people from the

Department of Justice came today. Even though they failed to open the safe box, they sealed it, and

I'd already sent someone to steal the documents. Once I have the documents, I'll ask someone to

send them back home,” replied Pierre. He had come to a point that he had to ask someone to steal

something that belonged to him. It was Percy's fault for making him end up in such a mess!

Madam Mallory heaved a sigh. If the safe box was sealed, then the only way to get the documents

was to ask someone to steal them.

However, it was ridiculous for Pierre to ask someone to steal his own things. Then, she replied,

"Okay. Tell your men to be careful. Since they're going to be stealing something, then they can't just

steal what's in the safe box. Do you get what I mean?”

“Understood. My subordinates know what to do.” Pierre gulped down another mouthful of liquor.

"Okay. You don't have to worry about this. I can assure you I'll get everything settled. It's just that

I'm afraid it'll be difficult for you to have your grandfather's support in the future,” added Madam

Mallory.

Old Master Mallory initially took a fancy to Percy for his capabilities. If it were not for him being

rebellious and insisting on marrying Nina, the grandfather and grandson would not have turned

against each other.

Percy would not have had the chance to run for the position of CEO either.

Now, Pierre had lost, and he even got himself in such big trouble. After Old Master Mallory helped

him to solve the problem, he would never take his side anymore.

"I know.” A burning sensation went down Pierre's throat as he drank another mouthful of liquor. His

voice became hoarse.

“But you can achieve something that can impress your grandfather to gain his support in the future.

Now let's deal with this first. If you need anything, don't hesitate to call me. And don't let too many

people know where you are now,” Madam Mallory reminded him again. She was worried that

someone would secretly inform the people from the Department of Justice where Pierre was.

Pierre could not get locked up by them. Otherwise, someone would be listening to their

conversation every time they talked to each other. It would be difficult to handle things if this

happened.

“Got it.” Pierre heard her reminded and replied impatiently. After that, he hung up the call

Madam Mallory listened to the busy tone on the other end of the line and let out a long sigh.

Pierre was her son. How could she not know what he had in mind now?

He wanted to make Percy's life a mess...

Other than that, he thought they were biased.

It was Percy who disclosed this matter to the public. That was why Pierre got into so much trouble

and he had to hide for some time.

However, Madam Mallory did not sound like she was blaming Percy. She did not give him a hard

time either.

That was why Pierre was so unhappy about it.

Madam Mallory and Old Master Mallory saw eye to eye on this matter. Now that Pierre had gotten

himself in such big trouble, they no longer had any energy left for Percy.

After all, what troubled them the most now was the mess Pierre had made.

Besides, if Pierre had never done something like that, Percy would not have had the information to

disclose to the public. Standing on a moral point of view, Percy was wrong for doing this.

However, from a legal point of view, Pierre was the one who did something wrong.

What mattered the most to them now was not finding a way to make Percy submit to them but

thinking of a way to get Pierre out of trouble.

This was what Madam Mallory was worried about.

Percy's initiative had put Pierre and the Mallory family in a disadvantageous position.

There was not much time left for them to deal with these matters.

Madam Mallory massaged her aching forehead

The maid carried a tray of a glass of water and medicine into her room. She reminded her, "Mrs.

Mallory, it's time to eat your medicine.”

Madam Mallory put the pills into her mouth. Then, she took a glass of water, took two sips of water,

and swallowed the pills.

"They taste bitter.” Madam Mallory frowned. She had to take medicine every day. It was harsh to the

taste and made her mouth bitter.

"Mrs. Mallory, good medicine tastes bitter. Didn't the doctor who came to check on you today tell

you about it? Your blood pressure is well-controlled now. You only have to take the medicine for

another week, then they'll change your medicine to normal antihypertensive drugs. They're not as

bitter as the pills you're taking now. Hang in there,” the maid advised her in a soft voice.

The doctor was still giving Madam Mallory the imported antihypertensive drugs to stabilize her

blood pressure. Even though the special antihypertensive drugs were effective, they tasted more

bitter than usual.

Bitterness would fill the mouth after taking it.

Madam Mallory frowned.

The maid handed her a plate of honey taffy and said, “Mrs. Mallory, would you like to have some

honey taffies?”

“No, thank you. I'm not in the mood to have some.” Madam Mallory waved her hand and looked at

the honey taffies with disgust. All she had in mind now was Pierre's matter.

The maid put the plate of honey taffies back onto the tray.

"Oh, how's Old Master Mallory doing now?” Madam Mallory asked. After Pierre's matter had

become a big deal, Old Master Mallory flew into a rage when he was at home, claiming that he

would rip Pierre into pieces.

Madam Mallory dared not to tell Pierre about it just now.

She was worried Pierre would act recklessly knowing that Old Master Mallory refused to help him.

"Old Master Mallory doesn't look very happy. He even asked Mr. Bennett to look for Mr. Pierre,”

answered the maid.

“This is a real headache.” Madam Mallory massaged her forehead as a throbbing headache

developed beneath her temples. She had no idea what to do for a moment.

“Did Old Master Mallory eat anything today?” she asked again.

"Old Master Mallory has been feeling angry the whole afternoon. He refuses to eat. He didn't even

touch the meal Mr. Bennett served him in his room,” the maid carefully reported to her. Now that

everyone in the Mallory family knew about the two big events that happened today, no one dared

to piss the old master off as they might suffer another stroke of bad luck.

“Prepare the dishes. I'll serve the old master myself.” Madam Mallory rose to her feet.