Husband you've abandoned me Fine I'll focus on raising my son novel Chapter 102

Chapter 102: Difference in Morals

LOUIS’ POV

I never imagined Gatwick would end up making things this costly.

The telephone on my desk was ringing. I pressed the answer button.

"Sir, a representative of the Carrington Group is here," Ms Deepak told me.

I internally let out a sigh. Great the problem was here. Why didn’t my brother mention that he would be sending someone ahead of time? What if I hadn’t been here? How annoying. As my finger remained on the answering button I didn’t say anything for a moment.

"Ah, sir?," I heard Carmen’s voice ask.

My mind was telling me to refuse to see the representative but I knew there was no avoiding this.

"Send him in," I said.

A short while later a man in his early forties entered the office.

"Good afternoon, Mr Carrington," he greeted me as he came and shook my hand.

"Mr Quentin," I said . Quentin was my older brother’s assistant.

" I’m here to talk about your request to hq as well as to collect the reports on this situation," he said as he sat down on the guests chair.

To help with my plan to further compensate the victims and prevent any lawsuits, I ended up asking the main Carrington group headquarters if they could increase the budget slightly. However, I knew what my family was like.

"Let me guess, my request was denied?" I asked Quentin.

"Yes, Mr Carrington," he said. "From the Chairman’s stand point it’s a waste of money to do this."

"And what will we do about the victims who might due the company asking for large sums."

"I don’t know sir, I can only relay what they told me to tell you," he said.

I had written a detailed e-mail to them explaining the serious situation the company was in. I was at least hoping they would consider it or give me more than just a no.

"Will I see my father tonight at the event?" I asked him.

"Your elder brother will be there but I doubt his mind will change on the situation," Quentin told me.

I unfortunately didn’t doubt that but I still had to try.

I handed Quentin the documents he needed and then excused himself and left.

Jasmine then entered the office and I was completely taken aback. I was still in a pissed mood and I didn’t want her catching an flack due to my attitude.

Luckily she just dropped off the documents she had obtained and left them on my desk.

I barely talked to my family. They didn’t care for me and neither did I care for them. We didn’t attend the same events most of the time.

Even if it was just business that was a cruel thing to do. I knew my father and brother would blame me for the Gatwick situation but I hadn’t expected this would be the reason why.

’Even had I done as you are saying who’s to say victims would

"You do realise the restaurant is going to be shut down in the near future, right? You could have continued threatening the victims to silence them and If the situation called for it you just file for bankruptcy. When the company shuts down none of that will matter anymore. It’s not directly tied to the Carrington group so the lawsuits can’t get back to us. Why am I teaching you this as if you didn’t go to business school?"

"These are people’s lives," I tried to get him to see the bigger picture. "People were hurt."

"Louis it’s nothing personal it’s just business. Now look at you drowning yourself in work when you could have made this easy for yourself," he said. "Anyway I have people to see."

He finished off and then left.

I left the conversation feeling heated. Running a business didn’t have to be so cruel and selfish like my father and brother believed. I didn’t care if in their minds they thought I was weak, just the youngest son or whatever. All my life they put me on the back burner as the ’spare child’ I felt there was surely a way to run a business more honestly.

As my brother and I went in opposite directions getting lost in the crowd once again. How was going to come up with the money I required? With my family unwilling to lend a hand I would have no choice but to resort to other means.

A figure then appeared before me. "Louis Carrington," a familiar male voice said to me.

Brought out of my thoughts, my gaze averted to the figure. Immediately my eyes narrowed as I recognised the person.

Looks like I was going from one conflict to another. It was Keith Acland. I was so glad to have made Jasmime stay home. I know I promised Jasmine I wouldn’t get into it with him. He was by himself, I was sure I’d seen him with his lover earlier. My eyes glanced around for her for a moment, I couldn’t see where she was.

"Mr Acland, what a pleasure meeting you here," I told him but I really didn’t mean it.