Enchanted By His Charm

Chapter 960 960: Do Not Cry

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After they left, Irish changed her clothes and drove to the Runestone Group immediately, regardless, without wearing makeup. On the way, Irish called Daisy, but it didn't get through.

She just left a message for Daisy. As her car entered the garage, Irish nearly bumped the car into the wall.

The garage was full of reporters with whom securities were negotiating. They all just occupied the original parking lots.

Irish felt nervous.

Maybe they were here to dig the news about the Runestone Group? She thought.

Thinking of that, she just found an empty lot and stopped there. She then found a pair of sunglasses. As she wore it, someone saw her and shouted, and soon a crowd of reporters rushed to her carrying cameras.

Irish was totally surprised.

Today she drove Joseph's car. It could be imagined that these reporters could even recognize Joseph's car easily.

The situation was terrible for the time being.

If she just went off, she would be surrounded by them and couldn't make a step. If she didn't stop, they would still follow her. She was in a hurry to deal with something this time. She needed to go.

When she was in a dilemma, a crowd of security rushed out.

Irish saw that Daisy was coming.

She felt relieved. It seemed that Daisy saw her message.

Opening the door, Irish raised her sunglasses up to show an air of calmness. Daisy also came forward and said lightly beside her, "Those shareholders nearly forced Roy."

The surrounding reporters began moving, and the flashlight just shone continuously.

"Any other terrible news?" Irish clenched her fingers and asked in a low voice, trembling.

Daisy looked serious, lowering her voice, "Shirley went to the company, stating that she was to question Joseph. Be careful."

As she heard it, she felt calm instead.

When personnel from both the procuratorate and police station knocked on the door, she immediately sensed that it wouldn't bring peace. Joseph had already been taken into custody by the police. Could things get any worse? They had simply compounded the challenge she was facing.

"Joseph needs a lawyer. He is now at the police station. After coming out of it, he needs to cooperate with the business investigation." Irish told Daisy as she walked to the lift hurriedly.

Daisy nodded, "Don't worry. The lawyers working for Runestone Group are well-known even in the world. I will arrange it soon."

The reporters all began asking.

"Irish, it's said that Ruby was killed in the office. Mr. Dover is the biggest suspect, right?"

"It's said that Ruby had many quarrels with Joseph after Emery's death, right?"

"Is there any direct connection between the Runestone Group's new arrivals delaying and the Key Group's new arrivals launching?"

"It's said that Mr. Dover disclosed confidential business information. Is that true?"

"Irish, please make a response."

"Hey, Irish..."

The lift door closed slowly. Reporters' questions were also outside of the door.

Irish took off her sunglasses and massaged her temple. Sometimes she really hated reporters. Why was there a crowd of people who made a living by digging out others' privacy? She thought.

"We need to think of a good way to press down the unbeneficial news." She suggested it immediately.

Daisy said, "Now Roy is helpless. Obviously, he is good at driving a plane but inexperienced in running a company or dealing with the crisis."

"You have been Joseph's assistant for so many years. If Joseph were there, what would he do?" Irish didn't know anything about company management, either.

Thinking for a while, Daisy said, "Now the internet is so advanced that many rumors can be exploited but not controlled. Pressing the news is impossible, and the only way is to employ many netizens to divert attention. At least we can't let the rumors gradually become effective news. Otherwise, the judging power may be intervened. Besides, we need to give out some good news on the Runestone Group to stabilize the share price, which requires the teamwork of all the shareholders."

Irish clenched her cold fingers, saying lightly, "Who can we trust at this time?"

"We cannot be released until the betrayer is identified. Trust is a luxury we cannot afford right now. If Joseph were present, he would assert the same," Daisy stated firmly.

Irish turned towards Daisy, her gaze questioning. "Are you also implying that you cannot be trusted?" she asked.

Daisy didn't evade the question. "Yes, that includes me," she admitted candidly. "Everyone, including myself and even you, Irish, is a potential betrayer. We are all under suspicion."

Irish said, "So the only way is to prioritize the whole interests, which is also the only way to get all the shareholders together."

Daisy smiled, "In fact, I think you are more suitable to stay in the company than Roy."

"There are certain things that will come to light in due time," Daisy explained. "For instance, I couldn't comprehend initially why Joseph acquired Jordan's shares. Similarly, I didn't understand why he dismissed me. However, now I understand that Joseph is a smart businessman. Being experienced in this field, he must have sensed that something was amiss. Perhaps he has even discerned the looming danger and wanted to remove both Jordan and me from it."

As Irish said this, one statement made by Joseph came to her mind, "Nothing is important to me in the world except you and Jordan."

Her throat got sore.

Her nose also ached.

She wanted to cry, but she kept telling herself, "Do not cry!"

Daisy said regretfully, "If I hadn't agreed to go abroad..."

"Things wouldn't have changed," Irish said calmly, maintaining eye contact with Daisy. "You see, Joseph has always preferred minimal involvement of people in critical situations. You have been a valuable assistant to him, and knowing his character, he would have wanted to ensure your safety by keeping you out of the trap. Otherwise, the business investigation could potentially bring trouble upon you."

"Now, I genuinely believe that Joseph made a mistake in letting you go," Daisy admitted sincerely.

Irish gently shook her head. "I cannot say for certain whether I will be able to persuade those shareholders or not, but one thing I am certain about is human nature. I understand that everyone acts out of self-interest."

And then the lift door opened.

The cold metal door reflected her pale face.

Inside the room was the central air conditioning.

It separated the heat outside of the thick tempered glass. The asphalt road outside of the window was nearly dried by the sun. Inside the room, Irish felt so chilly.

Standing on the clean marble floor, she could see that the floor just stretched to the front, and the Runestone Group was at the end.

She had walked there many times.

However, she hadn't been so stressed before.

And again, she experienced Joseph's pressure of entering the Runestone Group as a manager.

Joseph... Joseph...