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q“It's preposterous!” Emma, too, started browsing the news on her phone. Fuming with anger, she said, “Ms. Lindberg is doing all she can to support the Nacht family. How can they say this?”

“Someone must be behind all these.” Morgan leaned over to glance at the news and was instantly riled by them. “Could it be Nancy Gold's doing?” she suggested.

“She has to be the main suspect,” Emma spat. “It can't be anyone else.”

“I don't think it's her.” Charlotte kept her cool and analyzed the situation. “If she's the culprit, then it doesn't make sense for her to come all the way to scold me.”

Though she was not fond of Nancy, she felt that the latter truly loved Zachary. Nancy must be more concerned about his safety, so there was no need for her to complicate the situation by releasing those fake news.

If it isn't her, then who else would do such a thing? Ever since Zachary went missing, some conglomerate businesses have been plotting to gain control of Nacht Group. Could it be them?

While Charlotte was deep in thought, her phone rang again. That time around, it was Johann who called. She immediately answered the call. “Mr. Sterk.”

“Charlotte, the stock price is plunging.” Johann went straight to the point. “I think there's a need for you to explain the situation in a press conference. Or else, our stock price will hit rock bottom, and we'll suffer massive losses.”

“I'll be arriving at the company shortly. Let's discuss face to face there,” she responded decisively.

“Sure.”

the stock price of Nacht Group was crashing.

simultaneously. Not only were the headlines eye-catching, but they were also

the involvement of so many media companies, Charlotte

Spencer called, and she

as soon as possible! Based on my experience, this

Mr. Spencer. I'm dealing with it right

to persuade the board of directors yesterday, and yet, this happened. There must be someone behind this. Do

can't think of one at the moment.

Be quick. I've been receiving calls the whole day. The shareholders have been looking for me,

“Sure.”

the phone, Michael called. Frustrated by the endless

what's going on? Why did I become your

only say for

getting involved in this. I'm not really affected since I'm all alone.