Chapter 63: But who?

The morning light in Country A ushered in a new day. The sun was brightly calm, people moved about their daily morning routine then like a storm the news of the Brown family hit the news and social media in a tidal wave.

Breaking News: " The Brown Enterprise linked to the production of substandard products".

"Government begins investigation on The Brown Enterprise over substandard products threatening the safety of the masses"

Just in: "Victims of The Brown Enterprise counterfeit product cries out for help".

Financial Report: "Brown Enterprise shares plummets by 60% over substandard products charge."

"Law makers pressing charges against The Brown Enterprises over substandard products."

Within few hours, news channels, blogs, and social media platforms erupted in a frenzy drawing millions of viewers who sat on the edge of their seats, ready to devour every aspect of the scandalous detail.

The internet boiled with rage. Netizens flooded online platforms with their comments—condemning, mocking and accusing.

The Brown family social media page was not left out as netizens bombarded them insults and condemning comments, several bloggers heightened the reports.

several persons also came out as victims of the substandard product. Bringing with them so many evidence, proves, testimony and charge against the Brown Enterprise and family.

Within a few hours, employees of Brown Enterprise flooded the internet with complaints detailing the maltreatment and oppression they had endured at the hands of Clara and her daughter, Risa.

Many of them also providing evidence of physical and verbal abuse, with some even presenting photos and videos of assaults carried out by Clara and Risa. The shocking revelations sent shockwaves through the Internet mounting the predicament of the enterprise.

much melon for the

~ The Brown family~

at the huge gate of the mansion waiting for any individual that

doing the live coverage of the mansion in readiness of the appearance of

family living

on the large TV screen. Phone notifications played nonstop, maids casts furtive glances at the

pacing the sitting room, his hands clenched behind him, his shoulders tensed and his breathing ragged as

the distance as though in a Dreamland while Risa having her legs wrapped in a bandage was

too afraid to pick. Earlier she had answered

loss of what to do,

that call or switch that phone off?" George

voice and the phone slipped out of her hand landing on the floor

It was his assistant his face twisted with rage and his fingers tightened on the device that his knuckles turned

partner asking for dissolution, a distressed shareholder panicking about the stocks, a lawyer sending a letter or an assistant calling to make report and ask for instructions. And he is quite

time and the anxious voice of the assistant

We’re losing millions by the

government has frozen our assets pending

the veins of his

an investor, his temper snapped and he slammed the phone against the

back lightly as he gasped for breath. Her face pale, her eyes darting between her husband and the television screen,

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