I felt a little guilty and smiled. I shook my head slightly, "Nothing. You should eat more. So much has happened at the company..."
With him staring at me, I couldn't go on anymore. I could only sigh. "Well, I would like to talk to you about Sonia."
He raised his eyebrows and said, "Okay, go ahead!"
"Sonia's daughter has leukemia, and I want to help her!" I said hesitatingly.
He nodded and asked, "How do you plan to help her?"
I hesitated again. "Sonia's autopsy report said that she committed suicide. Following normal compensation procedures, what is the maximum amount her family can get?"
He frowned and answered, "The company is only paying her family out of compassion. After all, the company doesn't have to take any responsibility for her, so it's not much."
I guessed as much. After all, Sonia died by her own design, not from an accident. Thus, the company did not have to pay her any compensation at all, but...
He seemed to know what I was thinking. After a moment of silence, he said, "The Roberts Group has a charity foundation. You can apply for a sum of money from the foundation to help. But Arianna, I want to know if the people you help will bring you trouble."
I didn't quite understand what he meant, but I couldn't help feeling relieved when I heard that I could apply for a sum of money from the foundation to help the child. I looked at him and said, "Got it. I will handle it."
The issue with Sonia's daughter had a solution.
The next day, I went straight to the hospital.
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