“Yes, Mr. Sanderson.”
Lion narrowed his eyes, sensing that things were not as simple as they seemed.
Normally, if Rosalind had really left midway, she would have at least said something! And if Mr. Sanderson noticed that Rosalind did not return, how could he just leave? Shouldn’t he have looked for her right away?
Unless he was guilty of something and feared being exposed.
After giving his orders, Mr. Sanderson turned around and caught Lion’s probing gaze.
He quickly averted his eyes, looking somewhat guilty.
“When Miss Ruell comes back, I need to take her to the hospital to check her blood, to see exactly what kind of wine Mr. Sanderson gave her.”
Blood test?
Mr. Sanderson panicked.
“Is that really necessary? What do you need a blood test for? I just gave her some fine wine to try, nothing else.”
“Who knows what else might be in your wine, something that shouldn’t be there,” Lion scoffed coldly. “We’ve both been in business long enough to know the tricks. I sent Miss Ruell because I trusted you, thinking you had no prior history of such behavior, yet you went ahead and got my person drunk. I must investigate thoroughly.”
With that, he turned to leave.
Mr. Sanderson hurriedly stopped him, his face all apologetic, “Look, I’ve been trying my best here! I really didn’t do anything to her, just offered her some wine.”
“I’ll find out soon enough.”
“Lion, we’re both businessmen, and we’ll need to work together in the future. Don’t take things too far!” Mr. Sanderson’s face darkened, and his eyes grew heavy, “I’ve said I didn’t do it, at least give me some face.”
“You messed with my employee, and you still expect me to save your face?”
“It’s just a project director-ah!”
Before Mr. Sanderson could finish his sentence, Lion raised his hand and punched him!
The blow sent him staggering back a few steps, crashing into a wall, “Lion, you hit me over a woman!”
“I told you, that’s my employee. It seems you still don’t understand.”
“…”
“Also, cooperation? You’re thinking too much. Not only will I not work with Zenith, but I’ll also make you pay!”
As soon as Lion finished speaking, Mr. Sanderson’s secretary came rushing in, knocking on the door.
“It’s bad, Mr. Sanderson! There’s trouble! Our stock market is plummeting, and several partners are calling to cancel contracts!”
“…”
Mr. Sanderson immediately turned his gaze to Lion.
But he saw Lion’s surprise was no less than his own.
Because Lion hadn’t even started yet… And even if he had, he wouldn’t have the power to completely suppress Zenith.
After all, Zenith was an established company locally with a small reputation, handling projects worth at least tens of millions every year, and its stock market had always been stable.
Now someone was strangling Zenith like this, leaving them no chance to fight back or seek help!
“Lion, did you do this?”
“It seems this is your retribution.”
It seems he wasn’t the only one targeting Zenith!
…
Inside a black Bentley, Ulric, with a cold expression, delegated tasks.
He had come to Jingtown temporarily, so many things had to be instructed online.
At that moment, Cedric called, “Mr. Walters, everything has been taken care of.”
“Good, I want Zenith to disappear completely.”
Ulric had picked up Rosalind yesterday, truly thinking she was just drunk. But when she acted so crazily later, he realized there was more to it.
The wine must have been tampered with.
No need to think too hard to guess who else would give Rosalind such a spiked drink.