The CEO Gets What He Wants

Avery had been distracted the entire day. She made so many mistakes at work that it made the department head look daggers at her.

Feeling concerned, Cecelia and Nina asked, “What happened? Why are you so distracted?”

Avery could only shake her head. After all, there were some things she could not tell others.

She had to trust Cayden no matter how many reasons she had to come up with to convince herself.

Finally, she could not suppress her suspicions and decided to give him a call.

Unfortunately, she dialed several times only to hear the words, “Sorry. The number you have dialed is currently unavailable.”

It made her heart sink in despair.

Soon, work came to an end, and Avery returned to her residence.

Although she had her two children with her, Cayden's absence made her feel as if the home was incomplete.

While the children were quietly enjoying their food, Avery absent-mindedly turned on the television.

A news report was being broadcasted, which included the tall, familiar figure she had been dreaming of.

Recognizing the person on the screen at a glance, Rory pointed at Cayden and said in surprise, “Mommy, look! Daddy's on TV!”

Meanwhile, Zachary was chewing his food with his lips pressed together after taking tiny mouthfuls, looking rather polite.

Even so, he, too, had shifted his attention to Cayden on the screen.

Avery was slightly taken aback, as she did not expect Cayden to appear on the finance channel.

His sturdy black suit and clearly outlined sharp features made him look handsome and steady.

His unusually cold gaze and elegant aura made him stand out from the crowd.

At that moment, he was surrounded by many reporters shoving cameras in his face. No matter how direct their questions were, Cayden spoke and laughed without a change in his expression. Yet, one could tell he was merely holding back if they saw the drooping corners of his lips.

Just then, a bearded foreign reporter asked an extremely direct question, “Mr. Moore, Regal Garden, which belongs to Trident Group, is one of the most popular restaurant chains in Western Epea. Its popularity is mainly because of your pursuit of using high-quality ingredients. However, one of the reporters went undercover as a waiter there and found a series of problems. Not only was the training just for formality, but the employees were also lazy to disinfect the tableware. Worst of all, the employees processed carcasses of fish and prawns and recycled used oil. There are other problems with food sources and juice blending as well. Do you have any comments on this, Mr. Moore?”

Cayden narrowed his eyes icily. In an intimidating manner, he said, “The reason Trident Group has been standing strong for many years is that we view our reputation with great importance. I hereby promise everyone that our company never used carcasses in our dishes. Regal Garden has a strict principle of discarding rotten products once they're found. Any employee who violates the company's principles will be punished severely. As for the issue of recycling oil and blending juices, every chain restaurant of Regal Garden has signed an agreement with the most qualified waste oil treatment unit. So, please be rest assured. On top of that, Trident Group owns the largest vegetable plantation. I can assure you that all the food we serve is in its freshest state. If any of the issues are true, we promise to carry out severe punishments. In conclusion, everything you mentioned earlier was fake.”

His words spoke volumes, silencing all the reporters immediately. Nonetheless, there were a few bold reporters who still wanted to cause trouble.

A burly, brown-haired reporter made his way to the front and stated, “Mr. Moore, your words differ drastically from the media's statements. I think this matter requires supervision from relevant government departments. After all, every organization needs to practice transparency. Clearly, not everything is up to you, don't you agree? Besides, there's a restaurant called Meat Liquor on Northcole Steet that was exposed last month for using oil meant for frying to prepare other dishes for the customers. This restaurant belongs to Regal Garden, yet you said the recycling of oil was fake news. Aren't your words a little contradicting here?”

The foreign reporters who had gathered around burst out laughing.

The foreigners had a strong sense of ego. They always looked down on Aplothians, especially those who excelled in their business.

Truth was, Cayden's business was doing so well that he had taken over half of their businesses. Naturally, they could not accept the situation.

Now that they had the chance to attack Regal Garden, there was no way they would pass it up.

Everyone waited eagerly for Cayden's reply.

After all, the questions were too direct. A simple slip of the tongue could make Trident Group's hundred years of good reputation go down the drain.