Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted by Eleven Jewell

Chapter 2264
Jaylene found herself irritated by Stella's smug tone and shot back, "What's with the attitude? You weren't the one who made it!"
Stella blinked innocently and replied, "I brought in the genius talent through the back door for the company. Why wouldn't I be proud?"
Then, glancing at Darcie, she continued, "Ms. Arnold, now that Sonia has successfully replicated it, should we address the unjust accusation of her smashing the oil, and whether withholding Wren's bonus is justified? Has someone exploited this to settle personal scores? Shouldn't the company's board of supervisors look into it?"
Darcie gave her a calm glance and responded, "The scent is quite similar, but we still need to test its usability."
Stella chuckled, "Then let's start by investigating the incident of the smashed oil."
Just as she finished speaking, Darcie's phone rang. "Ms. Arnold, the police are here. Someone reported damage to the company's finances, and no one is owning up to it, so they're here to investigate."
Darcie shot Stella a sharp look.
Stella raised her eyebrows innocently, "Ms. Arnold, I think involving the police might be more efficient. After all, if the culprit isn't found, we'll have to bear the loss ourselves. With my significant stake, I'd suffer the most. I'm doing this for our benefit, you understand, right?"
Darcie clenched her fists, and it seemed as if Darcie wanted to splash the water next to her onto Stell's face.
Standing next to Aubrey, Stella was ready to use her as a shield if Darcie made a
move.
But Darcie restrained herself. Jaylene kept grumbling about the unnecessary police involvement, and when Darcie finally stood up to leave without a word, she shot Jaylene a glance.
Jaylene continued to complain, "Calling the police over such a trivial matter. Have you thought about the impact this will have on the company's image?'
Stella silenced her with a single sentence, "It's my company, and I'll do as I please."
With a dark expression, Jaylene left.
The onlookers dispersed after the incident, but many now looked at Sonia with newfound respect. After all, strength was admirable.
Once everyone had left, Stella turned to Sonia. Since starting work, Sonia had tied her hair into a ponytail. With her small round face, she looked
even more like a middle schooler. Despite being nearly the same height, she always seemed like a child to Stella.
Finally understanding why her brother loved ruffling the girl's hair so much, Stella spoke gently to Sonia, "Let's go downstairs. As your elder sister, I will help you sort things out."
Sonia was taken aback. "Elder sister?"
Stella raised her eyebrows, "Trevor is a brother to you, so I should be your sister too. You're four years younger than me, after all."
Sonia shook her head. "No."
Stella chuckled, "You don't have to refuse so directly, do you?" she feigned sadness, "What about when you call my brother 'brother'?'
Sonia was serious as she said, "He won me over. I call him 'brother' because he won."
Stella paused, very curious. "How did he win you over?"
Then Sonia explained the reason.
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Sonia had mild autism and congenital emotional detachment syndrome. Apart from her deep bond with her father, she didn't have such strong dependence on others, not even her mother. The content is on bignovels.com! Read the latest
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She didn't like contact with people much and preferred to immerse herself in things that interested her.
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The first time Trevor saw Sonia, his
father called her over to meet him!
She just glanced at him and continued reading her book. The
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And that book happened to be a
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The girl ignored him, and Trevor didn't get annoyed. He sat beside her and
occasionally spoke to her.
He asked her age, what grade she was in, and how her brain could be so good
that she could get a perfect score.
He was really chatty.
Her reading speed slowed down.