###Chapter 377 Buried Resentment – Part 1
###Chapter 377 Buried Resentment – Part 1
Jordan worried that I would be hurt by words in the face of the company's shareholders, that's why he kept me in the office.
In fact, it would finally clarify some things. After all, I have to face them sooner or later. Always hiding is not the solution.
Worried that my mood would be affected, Jordan specially arranged for Felix to stay by my side.
I read all the words on the headlines. I put down my phone. I got up and walked to the window and looked outside. I could clearly see the reporters surrounding the entire building.
"Ma'am, there are many masterpieces in the lounge. You can have a look at them instead." Felix opened his mouth. In a straight man's mind, the best way to comfort people is to change the subject.
I smiled and looked back at him. "There are a lot of celebrities in the capital. So why do they spend a lot of effort to report about Jordan? Don't they think it's a waste of resources?"
He sealed his lips, and he didn't answer me.
After sitting for a while, when Jordan came in, his face was not good. He looked gloomy and depressed.
When he saw me looking at him, he relaxed his eyebrows and waved to me. I walked up to him. He sat me down and said, "Don't worry about it!"
I nodded and did not say anything. He frowned momentarily. It should not be just a small matter. These scandals affect not only people but also the company.
What listed companies feared the most was that the executive's reputation would be destroyed. Jordan has always been the image of the Astley Group. Although now, the public impression could not be controlled.
But with his natural finesse and his indifferent and arrogant behavior style, there was still a sense of security to the stock market. Everyone knew that he could handle this small issue.
He brought me to the company because he was worried that when I saw the news in the villa, I would be out of control and left unattended.
"Yes!" I just answered him a word.
Felix gave him the documents and materials, both of which were describing the fall of the Astley Group's stock market in just a few hours.
I didn't know about stocks, but I guessed a lot when I saw the red line on the information map.
After all, he was hit hard. Jordan held my hand, signaled me to have a rest, took the information and got up, and went to his desk.
He didn't say a word, and Felix looked a little restless.
For a long time, the papers in his hands were put down, not in an aggressive manner, but the sound in the empty office was particularly shocking.
Noticing that I was looking at him, he smiled gently with the corners of his mouth. "It's all right!"
He seemed to be doing it to pacify me.
I nodded, but my heart was more or less beating hard. It was estimated that it would not be just a trivial matter for him to do such a thing.
Knowing that my presence here would affect his conversation with Felix, I got up and went into the break room on the grounds. I was a little sleepy.
He smiled and gently appeased, "Well, get a good night's sleep, don't worry."
I nodded and lay on the bed in the lounge. But how could I fall asleep?
I opened the financial network for the first time. As I thought, many experts have begun to analyze the consequences of the Astley Group's crisis.
Some experts said that the Astley Group has already had three image crises in just half a year, but this time it was very critical. Once Jordan failed to handle this properly, the Astley Group's collapse can be expected.
Some experts also said that this crisis may be another turning point in Astley Group's development. In four years, Astley Group has reached a certain peak in terms of talent and social status, and it was very difficult to continue to conquer another peak.
However, no matter which outcome it was, it all depended on how Jordan will deal with the crisis.
After struggling for a long time, I called Aaron. He called me many years ago in order to prevent me from repeating what happened on the night I lost my child. He gave me this number. He promised that as long as I called, no matter what happened, he would answer.
He did what he said and he did answer. A few seconds after the phone got through, he answered. His voice was deep and distant, and he seemed equally busy. He didn't wait for me to ask.
Instead, he said directly, "Would you believe me if I said that the photos didn't come out of me?"
I nodded, "Of course!" Since he said that it wasn't from, it truly wasn't.
After a moment of silence, he spoke. His voice was a little hoarse, "This time, I will take care of it, I absolutely not let you get hurt."
I didn't feel anything. I was just grateful for him. Now that I've come to this point, and my resentment had gone away, and I didn't have any feelings anymore.
The voice said lightly, "How to deal with this, that's your business. I'm just calling you. I just want to tell you that I don't owe you anymore."
There was a long silence on the other end of the phone, and nearly 100 million funds were remitted to his account. This time, Aaron can rest safe and sound in this crisis.
After all, there is plenty of liquidity.
On the other end of the phone, his voice was a little low and hoarse. "Do you know about the money you remitted?"
"I don't know!" When I opened my mouth, I didn't feel like there was anything. Samson Electronics' had an extremely high income every year under Jordan's management in the past few years.
In order to prevent me from being divorced by Jordan one day, my grandfather had no way to seal the deal, so he directly designated Samson Electronics' company account as mine.
I haven't used any of Samson Electronics' money over the years, and I didn't intend to use it.
This time, Astley Group and Badger Group faced the same problem. The sum of money was given to Aaron, and from then on he got paid off the favor of saving me.
A sneer came from the other end of the phone, and the voice was extremely indifferent. "Ivelle, you are ruthless."
Ruthless?
I didn't think I owe this favor for four years, and I felt uneasy. Before, I knew that he had nothing to lack but me, and he was disdainful of using money.
But now it was different. The Badger Group and the Astley Group have to face the same problem. The Astley Group has been on the market for seven years. Jordan wanted to survive this crisis and suffer a little, but he had a good chance of surviving it.
But the Badger Group was different. The Badger Group has always been a family business before they went public, and the Badger Group under Richard's management model and business direction has no intention of expanding.
Until Aaron Badger took over, the contest between men must be at the same level.
So Aaron used the two years to make the Badger Group a listed company. The time was too short, even if he could get some benefits from the Astley Group's resources.
But if we really wanted to fight it out, the risk of the Badger Group's collapse overnight was as high as 80%.
This sum of money sent to him was undoubtedly a timely help, which would enable the Badger Group to ease up for a few days during this crisis.
When the phone hung up, I began to feel a little relieved for a moment.
There was no way to fall asleep in the middle of chaos, but what else could I do if I didn't rest?
There seemed to be nothing else I could do.
Sitting on the carpet beside the bed wrapped in a blanket, I received a text message from Jane.
The text message was very concise. She invited me to meet.
I could probably guess what she thought. That trip to M was an accident.
If I hadn't met or exchanged words with each other, I wouldn't be embarrassed to see her at this time, even if we looked at each other angrily and said bad words to one other.












