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Transmigrated: Stealing the CEO husband-Chapter 52: Bringing disaster
Soon after the buffet, the first conference started.
"We are at the pre-construction phase. Voss Corporation would oversee this phase. We have the market analysts, Legal advisers, Architects and Civil Engineers. The rest of the task force we expect from you." Vice Preisdent Voss briefed. A middle-aged man with streaks of grey hair. Father of Katherine Voss.
"I heard President Voss would be residing over the meeting." Someone said.
"My father has been unwell ever since my elder brother’s death. I’ll take his position." Jonathan Voss explained the topic of the meeting. "For the construction force, Gerald Corporation would oversee Project Managers, Site Engineers and Construction workers, labourers, Masons and Carpenters."
"For the phase 3, post construction we’ll provide interior designers, finance and accounting team, marketing team to ensure sale of real estate," Luiss said.
"However, President Luiss," Gerald called him out. "Might I have troubled you, but some sources of mine told me that your internal designers have resigned, demanding a raise and not getting it?"
"Oh," Luiss said nonchalantly. "How came you know more about my company state than I do?"
At this, Gerald had the nerves to grab out a document. "I received this from an unknown source." He handed them to President Voss.
President Voss reviewed the documents. "Are they genuine?" He asked Luiss.
"Genuine or not, we can confirm by giving a call to the subsidiary."
President Voss asked his secretary to make a call. While the secretary went outside to confirm, Gerald wouldn’t stop smirking. "Tsk, Luiss, I remember the loss you gave me last time. You are going to suffer this time."
Luiss’s demeanor didn’t even falter an inch as he announced. "Time will tell."
"President Gerald, where did you get that piece of paper?" Ariana asked.
Looking at Ariana, Gerald’s eyes darkened as another scheme brewed in his mind. She had made him lose Rosaline, he would make her lose the Luiss Groups. "Why are you pretending, Ms. Grey. You are the one who told me yourself. You yourself said you are looking at the bigger picture and do not want the project to end in ruins just because of your President’s lies."
Ariana’s eyes widened. Luiss stared at her. "How dare you, Ms. Grey!" He slammed his fists on the table, feigning anger.
Ariana pretended to tremble. "I never gave anything to you, President Gerald. Why are you accusing me?"
Looking at the situation at hand, President Voss was skeptical of Gerald. Sensing a suspicious gaze upon him, he put forward an elaborate story. "At the inauguration party, we talked. That’s where I got the intel on Luiss Group’s mishap. President Luiss I was expecting you to bring this topic up on your own. Why are you hiding this?"
Ariana assumed a guilty face. "But where did you get the paper documents from? I didn’t give them to you."
Gerald was stumped at the question.
"I might have slipped out some sensitive info, but don’t tell me that I gave you my company’s official documents?"
"Who says it’s official. It’s just a copy."
"Then whose MIC number is on the document. From there, we can trace it back to the owner." Ariana suggested.
"That’s sensible." President Voss remarked. Now that President Voss had said it, it was carved in stone.
Before Gerald could stop them, he had already directed his assistant to go check for the MIC (Machine Identification Code). The assistant scanned the document and put it in Photoshop. increasing the contrast of colours, he detected the MIC of the document. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚
"The Printer Model and serial number. It’s the one under the Voss corporation name. This specific printer had been provided to staff under President Luis’s company. I checked and the serial number matches the printer in Ms Grey’s custody." The assistant gave the shocking news. "Date and time are yesterday afternoon at 6:22 pm."
"Right around the time we went down for dinner," Luiss remarked.
"Well, we can positively assume someone slipped into my room behind my back."
Just like this, Gerald was unmasked. Using underhanded tactics on your enemies was something self-sabotaging. Something that was looked down upon.
Gerald’s face flushed red in anger. Rage roiling inside him found no way out except for Ariana as he pinned her with his furious glare.
"Or maybe you purposely leaked the document," Gerald said.
"President Luiss can vouch for me. During that time, I was with him downstairs, sipping wine and enjoying dinner."
"She was with me," Luiss said.
Ariana drummed her fingers over the table. "Now, Mr Gerald, the question is how this piece of document printed out of my printer in my absence got into your hands."
"I told you it was an unknown source," Gerald said. He took a deep breath to calm himself. Then regained his composure. "Regardless of the methods and means of my getting hands on the documents, the fact stands that President Luiss here has no means to provide interior designing. His subsidiary that hires them is about to go bankrupt."
"Yes, looking at the bigger picture here, President Gerald has helped out a lot by timely digging out a potential disaster." Violet chimed in.
"That’s correct if true." President Voss commented.
Now all the eyes were on Gerald and Ariana. If it’s true then they would surely be kicked out of the project at worst or suffer major losses at least.
"How shameless of Luiss Groups to try deluding the Voss Corporation." Voss company secretary Elizabeth remarked. "The documents are in front of us. I don’t think there is a need for further verification. What President Gerald did was low, but he earned the merit of saving us from a potential disaster. It all roots back to Secretary Ariana. If she hadn’t hinted, we would never have known. Voss corporation would eternally be grateful to you."
On the surface, it looked like she was paying tribute to Ariana, but deep inside,e wasn’t this emphasizing the fact that Ariana had betrayed her own company, her own people?
That would rise resentment in President Luiss and her co workers and bring her end sooner than normal.







