Chapter 190
Two hours after the meeting ended, he was about to leave when his secretary suddenly approached
him and whispered, “Mr. Taylor, we received a report about you today”
Intrigued. Taylor asked, “Is it good or bad?”
7t might be… scandalous, the secretary replied.
Taylor went back to his office and sat down, “Let me see it.”
The secretary immediately brought over the report, “Our media partner sent this over this morning!
Since we have a close relationship with them, they didn’t publish it right away but let us see it first.
They said… if we don’t want them to release it, they won’t, but we need to pay some… [ees.”
“Let me see it.” Taylor frowned, and he was taken aback as he read the first line of the report. “Is this
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The secretary nodded, Yes. The report says they spotted Clara at the cornpany that day, and you were
also called over by Mr. Quintin.”
“So Clara was at that company that day too!”
“Mr. Taylor, I find this a bit strange. The secretary paused, then continued, “I remember that day you
and Mr. Quintin were only scheduled to discuss collaboration matters, but Mr. Quintin suddenly took
you to that company I remember you even emphasized to Mr. Quintin your concerns about potential
scandals, and he assured no one would take photos. But… this still happened! Does Mr. Quintin have
some ulterior motive against our company?”
Taylor thought for a moment. “I don’t think this is targeted at me”
For him and his company, this piece of news wouldn’t really cause any harm.
There were no photos of them together, no concrete evidence.
“So… is this targeted at Ms. Calloway?”
“I believe so,” Taylor answered, “Try to get in touch with Clara, but keep it under wraps. Don’t let
Emmett know. And preferably… don’t let Clara know that I
want to meet her.”
The secretary looked puzzled, “But… the scandal is pretty serious already. If you meet her again, it will
only fuel the fire. If the media catches you, there’s no washing your hands clean of this.
“Are you questioning my decision?” Taylor asked.
The secretary immediately shook his head, “I wouldn’t dare. I’ll do whatever you tell me to.”
“Go ahead, Taylor waved his hand dismissively.
The secretary nodded and as they reached the door, asked, “Mr. Taylor, the media is still waiting for our
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“I’ll let you know after I’ve met Clara. Have the media wait a few days, I’ll compensate for any losses.”
“Got it.”
After the secretary left, Taylor looked at Clara’s picture in the report and started feeling a headache
coming on.
He quickly massaged his temples and felt a bit better.
What connection does my lost memory have with Clara? What on earth happened between Clara and
me in the past?
And this time, who is trying to harm Clara behind the scenes?
Could it be Mr. Quintin?
Taylor paused, picked up his phone, and dialed Mr. Quintin’s number.
Mr. Quintin answered the call promptly.
“Hey, Mr. Atwood, what’s the matter?”