Chapter 842:
Onlookers were captivated by the unfolding drama between Conroyâs favored director and his newly discovered daughter. Fearing Eileen might expose her true identity, Jessica shot back defensively, âWhy are you blaming me? It was an accident that I spilled the water. Isnât it your responsibility to look after the child? Why blame me for your oversight?â
âYou know whether it was an accident or not!â Eileen retorted, certain it had been intentional. Even if Jessica had been careless, the spill should have hit the curtain in the break room, not Gabriela, who was barely a meter tall. And it had been aimed at her face!
âEffective immediately, youâre fired. Donât come back to the company,â Eileen declared. Just as she finished, she noticed Conroy approaching quickly.
Conroyâs expression darkened when he heard Eileenâs words. He glared disapprovingly at her and demanded, âWhatâs going on here?â
âMr. Finch, I want to ask the same question! Who does she think she is, trying to fire me?â Jessica exclaimed, gaining confidence as Conroy neared. She positioned herself behind him, shooting a hasty glare at Eileen.
Before Eileen could reply, Bryan intervened, grasping her wrist. He said to Conroy, âIâm taking them to the hospital now. The water was spilled by Miss Marshall. I expect a reasonable explanation from you later, Mr. Finch.â With that, Bryan took Eileen by the arm and left, cradling Gabriela.
Bryanâs assertive words frightened Conroy more than Eileenâs anger ever could. As Eileen passed by, Conroy noticed the back of her hand was red and covered in blisters, and Gabrielaâs small arm also bore blisters.
Taken aback, Conroy quickly caught up with Bryan. âMr. Dawson, there must be some misunderstanding. You can take Eileen and Gabriela to the hospital first. Iâll stay here to sort this out. I assure you I will provide a reasonable explanation.â
Discover fresh tales at g αâ Î·Ï Î½ð ðs, com Bryan did not respond; he simply followed Eileen into the elevator, ignoring Conroy for the time being. Seeing this, Conroy directed the others to return to their work and led Jessica to his office.
âWhatâs going on? Tell me the truth!â Conroy demanded.
Jessicaâs face was red. âItâs none of your business! Arenât you going to give an explanation? Why donât you just fire me and let your legitimate daughter become the future of the VQ Group!â
Conroy stood abruptly, his eyes ablaze with intensity. âSo, you really did spill the water on Mr. Dawsonâs daughter intentionally?â
Jessica replied, âYes. I couldnât bear to see Eileen caring so well for the child, making Mr. Dawson hold her in such high regard. She doesnât deserve that! If I had the chance, I could take care of the child just as wellâ¦â
The atmosphere grew tense. Conroy frowned, his gaze stern. âWhether she deserves it is for Mr. Dawson to decide, not you! You think youâre targeting Eileen, but youâve actually offended Mr. Dawson. This is absurd!â
Jessica bit her lip, recalling the intensity of Bryanâs gaze before he departed, and remained silent.
âStarting tomorrow, donât come back to the company. Go home and wait for my news!â It was the first time Conroy had ever shown such a stern demeanor toward Jessica. Though seething with anger, Jessica knew she had to restrain herself and let Conroy manage the situation.
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