Larissa Judson and Haskell Palmer novel Chapter 859

Larissa stood just inside the company's main gate, not stepping out.

The middle-aged man holding the portrait got to his feet and pointed at her, his voice venomous. "You're the one in charge of Judson Pharmaceuticals! You profit-hungry, unscrupulous merchants! Give me back my wife and son!"

The old woman and man behind him joined in. "You heartless monster! Give us back our grandson!"

Larissa looked coldly at the man and the elderly couple behind him, her voice ringing out clearly. "I came out here because I will not let you continue to slander Judson Pharmaceuticals. It's true that this batch of equipment has a problem, but it's not because we cut corners for profit. It's because our components were deliberately replaced with inferior parts."

The man with the portrait shouted, "I don't believe a word you animals say! Just because you claim you were framed, we're supposed to believe it? You're probably just looking for some innocent person to take the fall! Give me back my wife and son!"

He kicked the iron gate violently.

“CLANG.”

The gate rattled from the impact.

"Ms. Judson, please be careful," the assistant said, nervously pulling Larissa back a step.

But Larissa's expression remained unchanged in the face of the man's accusations. "The police are right here. Do you really think I would dare to fabricate facts in front of them?"

Larissa pointed to a piece of equipment that had been brought out behind her. "This is one of the machines that malfunctioned. I am now going to demonstrate, live, by disassembling this device to explain why it caused the data anomalies."

The deceased's husband yelled again, "My wife and son are dead! What good does any of this do now? All I want is for you to pay with your blood!"

Larissa looked at him calmly. "If you truly want revenge for your wife, to make someone pay, then you should find out who actually killed her instead of standing here screaming for blood when you don't even know the truth."

The man continued to shout, "I don't trust you corporate vultures! You're powerful and influential. Who knows if you've already fabricated evidence to turn black into white and find some random scapegoat!"

Larissa shot him a sharp glance. "And I don't trust you. Are you really here demanding justice for your wife and child, or are you just cashing in on their deaths with dirty money?"