Her Billionaire Husband

“Hey, don’t be like that,’ Colt Mullen quickly stood up from the couch. “Boss, boss, I really messed up. I swear, from now on, I’ll only follow your orders. Even if President Kings throws a billion at me, I won’t listen to him.”

He still wanted to become a shareholder of the private detective agency.

Just recently, Veronica Murphy had mentioned that the year-end bonus would grant him and Hanson Zinkley each a one percent share, with potential for growth in the future and the possibility of receiving company dividends. Of course, Colt Mullen wanted to work with Veronica Murphy for a long time.

“Enough with the nonsense, tell me, what’s the situation with Matt’s company?” Veronica Murphy got straight to the point.

Colt Mullen sighed and proceeded to explain the entire situation to Veronica Murphy in detail. “President Kings’ company has been conducting research on artificial intelligence all along. Half a month ago, they released their first batch of Al devices for sale, and due to the initial promotion, the sales were good. However, starting two days ago, people began complaining that the company’s Al devices emit ultrasonic or some kind of sound frequency that damages the human nervous system, causing mental confusion and disorientation.”

“At first, there were only a few complaints, but more and more people started complaining, and some even started protesting outside the company’s gates. President Kings has been trying to control public opinion, but I estimate that if the situation isn’t handled well, he won’t be able to control it for much longer.”

she said, “Secretly investigate whether these people have any

boss,” Colt Mullen

way, how are those highly paid hires

tone carried a hint of pride. As the detective

Hanson Zinkley. She nodded slightly, “You two have worked hard. I’ll give you a generous present at

“Great, thank you, boss.”

was overjoyed. Veronica Murphy expressed her agreement and ended the call. Sitting in the car, she looked at the Metric Technology building, feeling a mix of

fallen into the

the New Year approached, the streets were bustling with cars, and workers were already hanging lanterns on tree branches, creating a busy atmosphere that signaled the

scene outside Metric Technology formed a

yesterday, which left her slightly displeased. But she never expected that Matthew Kings’ company