BookToReadChapter 177
As Joshua left the apartment, he casually tossed the bag of breakfast into the trash bin downstairs and instructed
his assistant to investigate Shawn.
It didn't take long to uncover the truth. Shawn had shelled out a hefty sum to get his hands on Allison's address
from the property management company.
Joshua wasted no tin filing a lawsuit against them and summoned the company's CEO for a chat. The CEO, a
man in his forties, had no clue about the storm heading his way. He was under the delusion that the president of
Fisher Corporation was looking to strike a deal with him.
Joshua didn't bother meeting such small fry himself. Instead, his assistant, John, took care of it.
The CEO greeted John with a smile that was all sugar and no sincerity. "Is Mr. Fisher planning to partner with our
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John raised an eyebrow, his eyes laced with sarcasm. "With a company like yours that casually trades residents"
information? Fisher Corporation wouldn't touch you with a ten-foot pole."
The man's expression went from confusion to dread in record time. "What? Selling residents’ information? What
are you talking about?”
John casually tossed a stack of documents in front of him. "Take a good look at these. They're proof of your
company's little side hustle. Mr. Fisher wants you to know exactly why you're in deep trouble."
The man's hands shook as he flipped through the documents, his face turning white as a sheet, sweat beading
on his forehead.
"There... must be smistake... I'll get my team to verify this immediately!"
John chuckled, "We've got it all figured out. You orchestrated the sales, and Shawn's payment mostly lined your
pockets. We're pressing charges. Consider this a heads-up. Starting today, you're in for a rough ride, and you
might lose everything. You brought this on yourself."
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The man's face turned ghostly, his legs went weak, and his voice trembled, "Please, ask Mr. Fisher give me
another chance. I'll make things right. I'm willing to give up half my assets to make amends!"
John smirked, "Do you really think Mr. Fisher cares? Here's the kicker-Shawn bought Mr. Fisher's wife's info. Now
do you get it?"
In an instant, the man's face was drained of all color, despair clouding his eyes.
Lately, Allison had been swamped, juggling court appearances and helping London with his work-related injury
and capability assessments.
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The weather forecast was predicting a cold snap, with temperatures dropping sharply. It was expected to hit
around 24 degrees Fahrenheit. Allison had made arrangements for London and Peyton to stay ina private room at
a top-tier hospital. She asked Joy to pick up sdown coats, thick blankets, and electric heaters for them.
Joy returned, her eyes a bit red. She sniffled, her voice shaky, "Ms. Allison, I've sorted everything out."
Allison was busy typing away at her computer. She heard Joy's slightly choked voice, looked up, and paused.
“Why do you look like you're about to cry?"
Joy bit her lip, her eyes misty. "Peyton's condition is getting worse. The doctors say if we can't find a matching
bone marrow soon, she might not make it through the winter..."
Allison's hands froze on the keyboard, her lashes dampening with sudden emotion.
"Let's hold on a bit longer. I've already got people searching for a match. We'll find it... we have to..." Allison's
voice wavered slightly.
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