After Natalie finished her sentence, she tapped on Jasmine’s shoulder and entered into the conference room.
Casting a skeptical gaze at Natalie’s back, Jasmine couldn’t help but rack her brain to rule out the meaning behind her words.
What show is she referring to?
Jasmine stood right where she was and turned the idea over in her brain, but her effort was to no avail. In the end, she sneered and decided to neglect Natalie’s words, making her way into the conference room as well.
As soon as she walked into the conference room, she caught a glimpse of Silas standing behind a woman in a wheelchair at the corner of the conference room. The pale and haggard woman in the wheelchair could barely sit upright and had an IV pole by her side.
What’s going on?
Jasmine was taken aback and almost brought herself up from her seat when she saw her mother—she couldn’t figure out the reason Silas brought Susan over.
Natalie smiled as she detected Jasmine’s anxious look. After a few seconds, using a mic, she announced, “Hello, everyone. I believe all of you are curious about the reason we invite Mrs. Smith from Smith Group to take part in the conference of Thompson Group.”
Everyone present nodded in return.
As Natalie approached Susan, Silas walked away from Susan and returned to Shane’s side.
Natalie smiled courteously because she was aware Silas was trying to do her a favor. Soon, she placed her hand on Susan’s shoulder.
In return, Susan stared at her wide-eyed and tried to shrug Natalie’s hand off her shoulder, yet the latter held on to her firmly and fastened her grip as she announced, “Allow me to explain everything! I was irritated because Ms. Jasmine over there lodged a police report and told the police officers I have pushed and injured Mrs. Smith. Therefore, I begged Mr. Shane to invite Mrs. Smith to join us in order to prove myself innocent. Since she has regained consciousness, I believe she should tell us the truth of the entire incident!”
After Natalie finished her sentence, Jasmine got up from her seat abruptly as she detected the former’s wry smile.
“Natalie, why are you looking at me? Are you trying to imply I was the one who had pushed her?”
Smirking, Natalie asked rhetorically, “Isn’t it obvious? Are you trying to deny your responsibility?”
The moment the room heard their conversation, they were shocked and engaged themselves in another round of heated discussion with those by their sides.
As there was a round of commotion in the conference room, Shane got irritated and tapped on the table. “Silence! Please!”
Everyone finally regained their composure and kept their mouth shut as requested.
Jasmine clenched her fists and rebuked, “Stop accusing me! Do you have any evidence to prove your words?”
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