Chapter 1084 Live to See Another Day


    However, despite thinking that way, he couldn''t pass out.


    Normally, even the slightest stimtion would cause him to faint and be rushed to the hospital.


    But now, in this critical situation, he couldn''t faint.


    It brought him a sense of unprecedented frustration. It was vexing that he couldn''t copse when he


    was supposed to and that he copsed when he didn''t want to.


    Mr. Sharp''s eyes darkened when he saw Brandon''s increasingly pale face and the sweat on his


    forehead.


    Mr. Sharp was now certain that what the two employees in the elevator had said might be true.


    If it were false, Brandon wouldn''t be so nervous and anxious. He should have been angry.


    No one could tolerate nders, after all.


    But in addition to anger, Brandon also showed guilt and nervousness. Apparently, something was


    amiss.


    The conversation in the elevator continued.


    "You mentioned the serious casualties of the quarry copse. How many people died?"


    "I''m not sure. It should be more than ten."


    "Ten?"


    "Yeah. Our country has regtions that if the number of deaths in a mining ident reaches ten


    and above, the quarry must be unconditionally shut down, and the incident must be reported. Our


    chairman reported it, but the quarry was not shut down. So, it''s clear that he not only concealed not


    only the excessive mining that caused the quarry copse but also the number of deaths. The


    purpose was to prevent the quarry from being shut down and continue mining until thest bit of ore


    is excavated."


    "Tsk, he''s so greedy."


    "It''s normal, isn''t it? Capitalists are all greedy. Alright, we''ve almost arrived. Let''s go."


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    The two men exchanged a meaningful smile as the elevator doors closed.


    After the elevator descended, Mr. Sharp, Brandon, and others came in.


    Mr. Sharp nced at the disy in the elevator and then at Brandon, who clenched his fists and


    looked distracted. Mr. Sharp narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "Mr. Madden, you heard them,


    right? Do you have anything to say?"


    Brandon''s eyes widened suddenly, and he anxiously replied, "Mr. Sharp, it''s not true. You can''t


    believe their nonsense. They''re deliberately trying to smear my name. Really, you have to believe


    me!"


    He tried to grab Mr. Sharp''s arm.


    Mr. Sharp saw through his intention and lifted his arm, avoiding Brandon''s hand. With a smile that


    didn''t reach his eyes, he said, "Whether it''s true or not, we''ll investigate it ourselves. You don''t have


    to exin. Let''s wait until we find out the truth. Alright, see you around."


    With that, he led his subordinates into the other elevator.


    Brandon didn''t follow. He didn''t dare to. Feeling cold all over, he watched those people leave.


    When the elevator doors closed, he felt as if all the strength had left him. His legs gave way, and he


    copsed to the ground.


    Those subordinates behind him were startled and hurried to get him up.


    "Mr. Madden, what''s wrong? Are you okay?"


    "Mr. Madden, get up."


    Finally, with the assistance of Kirk, Brandon got to his feet, but he was too weak to stand. He could


    only lean on Kirk. His lips were bloodless, and his gaze was unfocused as he muttered, "It''s all


    over."


    When Kirk heard it, his heart sank to the bottom and his face turned grim.


    As Brandon''s special assistant, he knew many of Brandon''s secrets.


    And he knew that the matter discussed by the two people was true.


    Brandon and he were on the same boat.


    If Brandon fell, he would also fall into a desperate situation.


    So, he was just as afraid and anxious as Brandon.


    But stabilizing Brandon''s emotions was the priority.


    He still had the Trison Corporation to run.


    If he copsed, it would be all over.


    Kirk took a deep breath, suppressed his worries, and quickly said to Brandon, "Mr. Madden, please


    don''t worry. Although Mr. Sharp imed that he would investigate, this matter happened many


    years ago, and we have cleaned up the traces. There won''t be much he can find, and we will be


    fine."


    The situation wasn''t that desperate.


    If it happened recently, they wouldn''t have time to cover up the evidence, and they would end up in


    jail.


    They might even face death sentences given the serious casualties from the quarry copse.


    A total of 15 people had died, after all, and it was considered a serious crime.


    Combined with their excessive mining activities, they would face severe punishment. The possibility


    of being executed was very high.


    Fortunately, the ident had happened several years ago, and they had cleared all the traces.


    So, even if Mr. Sharp could find something, he would never find decisive evidence.


    Then they would be fine.


    They might only suffer significant financial losses.


    But it was much better than facing a death sentence.


    Brandon listened to Kirk''s analysis and came to his senses.


    That was right. Most of the evidence had been erased, and he didn''t have to panic so much.


    Brandon felt better and no longer felt that weak. His face was still pale, but his spirit was lifted. His


    expression turned cold, and he said, "Go and investigate those two employees. I don''t care if they


    did it on purpose or not, make sure they won''t live to see another day."


    Upon hearing this, apart from Kirk, the other subordinates were appalled. They quickly lowered their


    heads, trying to diminish their presence.


    If they hadn''t misheard or misunderstood, Mr. Madden just ordered them to kill the two employees.


    Neither Brandon nor Kirk cared about their thoughts.


    Kirk wasn''t surprised at all by Brandon''smand.


    If he were in Brandon''s position, he would do the same.


    "Consider it done!" Kirk nodded with an equally cold expression.


    Brandon and he were in this together, and the two employees posed a great threat to him too.


    So, he naturally wanted to get them killed.


    "Wait a moment! Get me back to the office first," Brandon said wearily, grabbing Kirk''s arm.


    Kirk nodded and escorted him back to the office before going out on his mission.


    After about half an hour, Kirk returned when Brandon was dozing off.


    The look on his face was unpleasant.


    Brandon''s heart skipped a beat, and he had a bad feeling. "How is it? Did you find out?"


    He sat up straight and asked Kirk urgently. His voice was filled with undisguised murderous intent.


    Kirk came over, stopped in front of the desk, and shook his head with a gloomy expression. "I''m


    sorry, Mr. Madden. We couldn''t find anything. Those two men are not employees of Trison


    Corporation or any of its subsidiaries."