Twins in Her Womb: Sir President, Please be Gentle by Heap Heap

Luke stared at the laptop screen and said, “Dr. Albus, can you prove that you did the research yourself?"

Dr. Albus handed the papers in his hands to Luke and replied, "Of course. Boss, I'm pretty certain about this. And I have evidence too. I made several mistakes before I managed to complete this research.

Besides, our company has an incentive program. I wouldn't have to go through all those things if I really bought the research from someone else. And I would have also just launched the product before the other party did."

"Then it must be someone in the company who sold the confidential information," Luke concluded.

"Boss, someone must have stolen my confidential information and sold it to the other party. They beat us to it by forging the trial data and results, then they applied for the product launching. Boss, you must find out the truth!" Dr. Albus went along with Luke. He had not been able to eat or sleep from the day his application for the product launch and patent was rejected. He had been asking people to find out what happened. He would not stop until the truth came out.

Luke did not say anything. He was tapping on the meeting desk with his index finger.

Dr. Albus glanced at Dr. Feron, who was a close friend of his. Then, Dr. Albus gave Dr. Feron a meaningful glance, asking him to speak up for him.

Dr. Feron did not want to get involved in this. However, Dr. Feron had benefited greatly from Dr. Albus in the past. He had no choice but to stand up and speak up for Dr. Albus. "Boss, Dr. Albus is right. Not only do we need to find out who's behind this, but we'll also have to handle the PR crisis as well. The best way is to ask for Dr. Craw's help to speed up the research and apply for the product launch."

Dr. Albus previously held a one-hour press conference before the research was ready to be launched in the market. It was the first drug by Watson Biopharmaceuticals to launch on the market. Hence, the reporters had all written articles about it.

Now, not only were they facing internal problems, but they had to handle external issues as well.

Luke swept his piercing gaze across everyone in the meeting room when Dr. Feron mentioned Luca's name.

They lowered their heads whenever Luke's gaze fell on them, not daring to say another word.

"Dr. Craw is helping me to work on the project now. And all of you want Dr. Craw to bear the responsibility and help you to clean up the mess you've made?" Luke questioned.

The professors noticed that something was wrong with Luke's words.

Luke was saying that it was a mess they had made instead of Dr. Albus' mess alone...

mean Luke was not planning to let a specific research team bear the responsibility for this matter alone. All of them would

this. “Boss, how could you say that? Isn't Dr. Albus'

access to enter the labs in this company are suspects," said

They were either shocked or showing looks of disapproval, but no one dared to say a

not say anything, then he was the only person left. "Boss, the research information was kept by Dr. Albus

has to be placed under

efficient way. After all, anyone

his heart. This

had to be investigated. That was how they could prove a person's innocence—or

alone had more than ten employees, and there were also other employees working in other departments who had access to

deep breath and mustered his courage to ask, "Dr. Craw also participated in my research. Does she need to be investigated

Albus grew colder. Luke fell silent for a few seconds and eventually

vibrated in his

at it. It was a message

ear to remind him, "Boss, Gale is already downstairs. He

the manager and said, "Go downstairs and bring my guest to

at Luke and quickly

meeting room as though he was running

and

with each other. Were they

wheelchair and left the meeting room. Dr. Albus made sure that Luke had left before asking,

better get back to work," replied Dr. Feron. He tidied

meeting. Dr. Albus had no choice but to stand up and leave the

the company's rising star, had fallen into an unfavorable position because of this

No one knew how to fix this. Dr. Albus had

Noontime.