âA-Autism?â Ryan was stunned. As the realization hit him, he gripped his fingers.
It explained Carrieâs behavior. At 22 years old, she should know everything, but she behaved like a
naive little girl.
That must be the reason why Shannon kept her at home from seeing
anyone.
âHave you gotten her consent before doing everything for her? Have you asked whether she would like
to attend the event in glitz and glamor? You never considered her feelings because thatâs the type of
guy you are.â
Justin drew a deep breath to ease his restlessness. âCarrie just wants a quiet life. Donât mess things up
for her. You are doing more harm than good to her.â
Ryan was caught in his emotions for a while before asking in a raspy voice, âC-Can she get better?â
Justin shook his head helplessly. âIt would have happened long ago if she could.â
Ryan froze as Carrieâs horror-stricken face last night came to mind. He felt bad saying anything.
Justinâs phone rang. It was Gregory calling.
Furrowing his brows, the man hesitated for a moment before taking
the call. âDad.â
âCome to the office now. Iâll be waiting.â
The call ended.
With downcast eyes, Justin looked at the dimmed screen and
scowled.
Were they really related?
Sometimes, Justin wished Gregory was not his father. At least he would not hate Gregory so much.
The secretary opened the door to the chairmanâs office at Salvador Corporation for Justin.
The man was dumbfounded the moment he walked into the office.
Gregory sat behind a wide desk, but there was someone else in the room-Bethany.
Justinâs eyes darkened as he had a feeling something was about to happen.
âJustin,â Bethany said sweetly, her face beaming.
People might think they had a close relationship.
Justin nodded with a blank face. He had always been indifferent to Bethany.
âI heard from Bethany about the incident at the hotel, including Ms. Thompson whisking your honorary
guest, Ada Wang, away. My
secretary has shown me the trending news on Twitter.â
Gregory leaned in, fingers laced on the desk, eyes fixed aloofly on Justin. âPublic opinion toward our
hotel has gone south after last night. Whatâs your plan?â
âOur PR and marketing team worked on it all night to wipe the
negative comments off Twitter and other social platforms,â Justin said in a flat tone, his eyes
emotionless.
âEven so, the damage has already been done. Word is spreading
among our circle about last night. Word spreads fast in our
community. Seriously, itâs embarrassing.â Bethany appeared worried, but her tone suggested mockery.
Justin tensed his jawline.
âNo matter what happens, thereâll always be two negative and
positive narratives. Thatâs the game of business.
âSo long as the Salvador Group emerges victorious, the doubters and skeptics will go away.â
The man eyed Bethany coldly. âOur focus should be on the long term in business, not the short term, or
we risk significant losses.â
Reading between the lines, Bethany gnashed her teeth in rage.
Following frantic drumming on the door, the secretary rushed into the
room.
âTake a look at this, sir.â
Gregory was enraged by what the secretary showed him. He said sternly, âTurn on the TV and put the
news channel on.â