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Chapter 522
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Chapter 522 The next day.

Neural Intelligence made a bold move.

Sylvie wasn't particularly worried about it.

So what if the news got out? She'd already run the numbers and weighed the risks-this was money owed to her as a personal bonus and due for payout anyway. Even if it looked like a temporary advance, once she paid it back, the other shareholders could just sign an agreement waiving any penalties.

There were only three major shareholders.

Why should she be anxious? She arrived at the office early that morning.

The meeting was scheduled for ten.

At nine-thirty, her assistant cin and announced, "President Fielding, Ms. Thorne from VistaLink Technologies is here. She says she has something important to discuss with you." Sylvie paused for a moment, not even looking up from her work.

Without hesitation, she replied, "I have a meeting to prepare for. If she wants to see me, she'll have to wait." She could guess why Elodie was here no doubt about that research talent promotion she'd mentioned before. Elodie must have finally caround.

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Most likely, Elodie was here to get the lay of the land, and if Sylvie pushed the right buttons, Elodie would be desperate enough to bargain.

She'd probably offer to drop the lawsuit in exchange for a clear path up the corporate ladder.

After all, what was the point in clinging to old grudges? Her mother was gone, the past was in the past. Better to trade it all for something that actually benefited herself.

Sylvie's eyes flashed with a hint of scorn-what a spineless move.

So what if she left Elodie waiting downstairs? Funny how the tables had turned-now Elodie was the one begging for favors.

It was tElodie learned that burning bridges comes with consequences.

Her assistant caught on immediately.

Downstairs.

Elodie received the message.

Alexander frowned.

So this was how it was going to be? Putting on airs already? He could tell Sylvie was just trying to make things uncomfortable for Elodie, trying to reclaim a bit of her old pride.

Elodie, however, didn't seem fazed. She turned to Jason. “Jason, would you mind contacting your friend upstairs? We'll just go up ourselves." Jason's heart skipped a beat.

He had a feeling things were about to get interesting.

Sylvie straightened her jacket and got ready to head to the conference room.

Maurice had calong with Jarrod that day, mostly just to be in on the action.

As Sylvie arrived, Maurice arched an eyebrow and said, "It's not even that much money. No need to make a production out of it. Why not just mention it to Jarrod and be done with it?" Sylvie glanced at Jarrod sitting beside her.

She sat up a little straighter and replied calmly, "No matter how close we are, it's not something I should take for granted. Jarrod's always looking out for me, and I don't want to cause him unnecessary trouble." Something flickered in Maurice's eyes. He patted Jarrod's shoulder with a grin. "See? Thoughtful and considerate- she's not trying to take advantage of you." That was exactly what Sylvie meant to convey.

When Maurice said it out loud, she met Jarrod's eyes and smiled silently.

She didn't mention a word about making Elodie wait downstairs.

Jarrod didn't comment, only said, "Let's get started." Maurice wasn't part of Neural Intelligence and had no intention of sitting in. He

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was just waiting to grab lunch with them afterward.

The meeting officially began.

Sylvie took her seat next to Jarrod.

Despite the fact that the three of them owned the majority of the company, they still needed to follow proper procedures and review everything in detail.

Selma was still in the hospital, so she'd given her voting rights to Sylvie by proxy.

As for the incident at hand- Sylvie laid out all the evidence clearly.

She hadn't used the funds for anything improper, had paid them back promptly, and the company hadn't suffered any negative impact. The tax issue had been handled carefully, and since the money was slated as her bonus anyway, there was no real harm done.

Inside the company, most people already understood the situation.

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