NovelUSAChapter 313 Citrine had been away for a month, completely unaware that, during her absence, something huge had shaken Havencrest to its core.
Dick Glenwood's company had gone bankrupt, and every music store under its nhad been forced to close.
A few years back, Dick had tried to solidify his position in Havencrest by scamming several local business owners into investing in his projects. Those unfortunate enough to trust him lost everything; swere left so ruined that their families fell apart.
At first, several of these victims tried to press fraud charges against Dick, but, for reasons no one could quite explain, the whole affair was quietly swept under the rug. The people who had once spoken up deleted their posts from social media, vanishing from the public eye entirely.
But just recently, those svictims suddenly banded together online, firmly insisting on bringing Dick to justice for fraud.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe story exploded, trending on every major platform and spreading like wildfire.
At the stime, all of Dick's music stores were exposed for selling counterfeit branded instruments. On top of that, rumors surfaced about Dick having inappropriate relationships with certain piano teachers at his stores.
The reputation of the business was utterly destroyed.
It wasn't until Citrine heard from Carlotta Yarbrough that Raymond was the one orchestrating all of this behind the scenes that she truly lost her composure.
Why would Raymond go after Dick? Citrine couldn't make sense of it.
That morning, as soon as she finished talking to Carlotta, she immediately headed to Raymond's office. Lately, she'd noticed that Raymond hadn't taken a single day off-not even for the national holidays. Was something going on at The Carmichael Group? The more Citrine thought about it, the more uneasy she felt.
A few minutes later, she arrived at The Carmichael Group's headquarters. As soon as she walked through the doors, the receptionist spotted her and hurried over.
"Miss Carmichael, you're here! President Carmichael is in the conference room right now," the young woman said with a bright, respectful smile.
Citrine nodded politely and made her way to Raymond's private elevator.
No sooner had the doors closed behind her than a group of employees downstairs clustered together, whispering excitedly.
"Wow, that's the famous Miss Carmichael! I thought she looked stunning in pictures, but she's even prettier in person." The last tCitrine had visited The Carmichael Group, someone had snapped her photo and shared it in the company chat. Now, everyone knew exactly what President Carmichael's daughter looked like.
"How does President Carmichael-so cold and serious-have such an adorable daughter?" "She's so tiny and pale, I could just melt!" "Don't let her looks fool you-she's brilliant, too. Did you hear? Miss Carmichael had the highest scores in Havencrest's senior exams this year. She got into Crestwood University!" "No way, that's amazing. No wonder President Carmichael dotes on her. If I had a daughter like that, I'd spoil her rotten, too." Citrine made her way to Raymond's office. He was still in a senior staff meeting, but as soon as Adler told him Citrine had arrived, he ended the meeting and rushed over.
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"Citrine, what brings you here?" i Raymond asked, worry etched on his face. Usually, Citrine would let him know in advance if she was coming. Showing up unannounced like this could only mean something was wrong.
Citrine dropped casually into a chair, fixing Raymond with a rare, serious look. She didn't bother with small e talk, "Was it you who took down Dick's company?" Raymond looked surprised, which was as good as an admission. "How did you find out?" "I have my connections," Citrine replied, pressing her lips together and looking at him with a surprisingly mature air.
Raymond couldn't help but laugh at her expression.
Seeing him smile, Citrine let out a helpless sigh.
She leaned forward, her tone grave.
"Dick's not alone. He's got people once they realize backing him, and realize what's happened, they'll trace it back to you. Dick and his crowd are notorious for playing dirty-you need to be careful. They're not easy to guard against."
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