CHAPTER 315: CHAPTER 315: TRULY EYE-OPENING

The agreed time for everyone is 10 a.m. today at the president’s office of the Lawson Group.

Serena and Silas Hawthorne arrived downstairs at Lawson Group at 9:40.

In the past few days, both Serena and Vera Hansen have submitted materials to the people sent by the Lawson Family elders.

At midnight, Serena submitted the final materials.

This is because another new product from the Hawthorne Group, which she was heavily involved in, was launched a few days ago.

The same goes for Vera, who completed the orders Julian gave her at the last minute and submitted the final materials.

Serena looked up, gazing at the tallest building in Aeston.

Lawson Tower.

Once, many of her days and nights, the most brilliant times of her life, were spent here.

From midnight until now, the elders’ subordinates have been auditing through the night.

There should already be results by now.

Serena hopes she wins.

Although Julian promised her that even if she lost, the Sheridan Family’s assets would still be returned to her, she still preferred the feeling of having control in her hands.

Even if this contest was judged by the Lawsons.

Her hand was grasped, and Serena withdrew her gaze, looking at Silas beside her.

"I’ll go up with you," Silas said.

Previously, he would wait downstairs when he came here, but that was because their relationship hadn’t reached that point, and there were many taboos. Now, he wanted to accompany her.

He couldn’t let her face those opposing her alone.

"Okay," Serena said softly.

On the other side.

Julian Lawson had already arrived at the top floor, sitting in a wheelchair, looking out through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows.

His injuries hadn’t healed yet, but he could still attend while sitting in a wheelchair.

Beside him was Vera Hansen.

These days, Vera had tasted bitterness.

She was "undergoing treatment."

Now, just seeing Jude Chaucer, or even hearing his footsteps, frightened her.

She couldn’t bounce around online these days because she couldn’t get her phone.

All part of the "treatment."

She only just got her phone back moments ago.

But now she dared not act recklessly.

The clouds moved swiftly across the sky, time passing by the minute, the second.

At 9:55, the door of the president’s office was pushed open as the elders walked in with their people.

A moment later, it was 9:58.

"Knock knock." The office door was knocked.

Julian turned around, looking at the door opened by Jude Chaucer.

Serena and Silas walked in, accompanied by their assistant, Nova.

Serena did not look at him but greeted the elders.

After a few pleasantries, Serena took out the agreement from before.

"I brought the agreement." Serena looked at Caleb Lawson and said.

Caleb sighed deeply, looking at Serena with a complex expression.

"Serena, you know that, to me, Caleb Lawson, you have always been the only granddaughter-in-law I recognize." Caleb said, glancing at Silas standing nearby.

Serena lowered her eyes slightly, revealing no emotion on her face.

"Thank you, Chairman Lawson, for your kindness," Serena said, her voice light and polite, "I hope we can maintain normal business partnerships in the future, talking business as business."

No hurtful words, yet it was utterly decisive, drawing a clear line with no room for turning back.

Everyone present understood her meaning.

Caleb’s voice was aging, but eventually, he nodded.

"Alright, alright." Caleb said, not even knowing what was alright.

Julian looked at Serena’s profile, his eyes slightly red.

Beside, Vera wanted to say something, but seeing Jude standing nearby, she held back.

Time crawled by minute by minute.

It seemed as if everyone was frozen here.

Silence.

Only the clouds outside the window moved swiftly and continuously.

"Announce the results." Finally, it was Serena who spoke.

Caleb said nothing, just waved his hand to let the person next to him speak.

Someone immediately stepped forward and turned on the projector.

"Based on the information we have gathered, the data are as follows..."

The person displayed page by page, laying out the verified data from both sides.

"...The result we obtained is."

The person released the final data, stating, "Serena’s side wins."

After saying this, the person bowed deeply and returned to the back of the line.

Serena saw this data, and her heart settled.

"Do either of you have any objections?" Caleb asked, his voice hoarse with age.

"No," Serena said.

"I do!" Vera spoke up.

Vera couldn’t care anymore now, how could she possibly lose?

Lately, her patience was for the result of this contract.

If she had won, under the contract’s constraints, she could achieve her goals.

But she lost.

Vera kept flipping through the files at hand, comparing, saying, "I believe Serena’s data is distorted."

"Vera, the data you and I submitted have been properly recorded and verified," Serena’s voice was calm, "If you question it, you need to provide evidence."

Serena didn’t even glance at Vera once.

She spoke these words calmly.

Vera tossed the documents aside, sneering, "Isn’t it obvious? What more evidence is needed? Your stuff needs cost, and my costs are so low; how could I lose?"

Nova couldn’t watch any longer.

"Didn’t you read the materials at all?" Nova said indignantly, "It’s all written clearly. You’re blatantly lying."

Vera didn’t care, she just wanted to make a scene.

In any case, she was going to win!

Vera opened her mouth, about to say something again, this time Caleb spoke.

"Enough." Caleb glared at Vera, "Vera, your so-called low cost doesn’t consider what you got from Julian as a cost!"

Vera still wasn’t convinced.

She said, "I demand a recalculation."

Caleb heard what Vera said and was infuriated to laughter.

Over these days, Vera’s behavior had been as clear as day to them.

All the statisticians and verifiers were his trusted people.

Serena won fair and square.

Vera still wanted to make a scene.

Did she really think Caleb Lawson was so old?

"Recalculation is fine." Caleb coldly chuckled, "I suddenly recalled we hadn’t included the losses from dealing with ’Micro Love.’ This time, let’s include those as well."

"That’s not right!" Vera panicked.

At that time, it lost a lot, emergency withdrawal, ticket refunds, compensation to partners, etc., enough to turn her profits into negatives.

"That was Julian’s own decision, not my request, unrelated to me, it shouldn’t be included!" Vera anxiously argued.

Yes, right, then she was exposed for plagiarism and was later confined by Julian, who voluntarily helped her handle the aftermath. It was unrelated to her!

"Can it really be like that?" Nova couldn’t help but speak, "I’ve really seen it all."