Chapter 2740
“Ms. Tanner, is there anything else that’s unclear to you?” Nolan asked, his voice tinged with an edge of impatience. He tugged at his tie-a navy blue noose that seemed to tighten with each passing second. Explaining himself was not his strong suit, and Regina’s probing questions only, served to fray his nerves.
He was Nolan Harris, president of the Harris Group, and he hadn’t given a second thought to the homeless man claiming to have lost everything because of his company’s latest development project. If he had to personally address every grievance, there wouldn’t be enough hours in the day.
But Regina’s doubts had struck a chord.
“I’m sorry, maybe I shouldn’t have called. I’m not trying to throw accusations around. I just want to understand the truth, to know why this man claims he’s been left with nothing thanks to your company.”
“Ms. Tanner, your integrity is admirable, but sometimes you should get your facts straight before coming at me,” Nolan chided gently, recalling their first encounter when she had insisted she was in the right seat despite the mix-up.
Regina huffed, “I did not have the wrong seat that day!”
Nolan chuckled softly, a sound that felt patronizing to Regina’s ears.
“I’ve explained multiple times. I wasn’t in the wrong seat. Maybe you should be asking Dahlia if she’s the one who messed up the seating arrangement,” said Regina.
His tone took on a puzzled note, “Why is it that when I have my suspicions about you, you get so upset?”
Regina fell silent, struggling to find a response.
Why was she getting so worked up anyway?
They hardly knew each other, and it wasn’t her place to be calling him about this. He wa a businessman; profit was his priority. Her fellow journalists had warned her about getti too close. She had no way of knowing where his money came from or if his dealings were as clean as he claimed.
Perhaps this situation was more entangled with him than she thought. As a journalist, was she not walking into the lion’s den?
The more she pondered, the colder she felt, until finally, her voice caught in her throat, “You’re right. I shouldn’t have called.”
Before Nolan could retort, the line went dead, leaving him with a dial tone and a muttered, “She really does have a temper.”
Once the call ended, Nolan took a moment before reaching out to Lucy.
“Mr. Harris, what can I do for you?”
“I need to speak with Decker about the incident on our new development site. Ask him to come in; I have a few questions.”
Lucy found the request odd as Nolan had previously dismissed Decker’s concerns with a mere wave of his hand. What had changed to warrant this renewed interest?
Without betraying her surprise, Lucy promptly conveyed the message. Within minutes, Decker was standing at the threshold of Nolan’s office.
“You wanted to see me, sir?” As soon as Decker settled into his seat, he broached the subject, “Heard you wanted to discuss the recent issue from the site. Do you have new instructions, Mr. Harris?”
Those in public relations were always on high alert for potential scandals. But if the big boss didn’t care, their concerns were moot. In the end, it was their department that would have to clean up any mess.
Nolan’s sudden attention was a welcome development. It could mean that the problem. was finally being taken seriously.
