After that, Naomi went straight back to the ward without waiting for Culver to answer her.
She pushed open the door, only to find that Emma and Nelson were behind it. Apparently, they were peeking just then.
Naomi seemed to have known what they were doing. She calmly pushed Nelson back to the sickbed.
"Lie down!"
Then, she began to speak in an apathetic tone.
"I've just asked the doctor, and he told me that you'll be discharged tomorrow. Besides, I have already entrusted the company to the bank. They will evaluate it and calculate the final amount that needs to be compensated, then I will transfer the money directly later. I've also got the tickets to return to Rosaville City. We'll go back tomorrow!"
Nelson was astounded, "We're going back all of a sudden?"
"I've just called Uncle Clint to ask about your illness. He says that he has contacted many foreign and local experts. All of them will arrive at Rosaville City tomorrow too. After all, it's more convenient to treat your illness in our hometown."
"What? There's no need to treat my illness. I—"
"Shut up! It's fine if you don't want to, but I'll still do so myself. You'll be here alone!"
Nelson was rendered speechless.
He exchanged a look with Emma, mouthing, "What's happening?"
Emma shook her head, "I don't know either."
Outside the ward, Culver received a call from Aaron.
"President, bad news! After you left the company, the stock price, which had already stabilized, suddenly dropped again. Moreover, public opinion has turned against us. What should we do?"
"Aren't the two Chairmen still there?"
"Mr. Norman has fallen sick out of rage whereas Madam Marilyn is in a panic. You'd better come back as soon as possible!"
Culver looked at the ward before he let out a deep breath.
Then, he said, "I won't go back. Listen to me, do as I say..."
Aaron wrote down all of his orders. After hanging up on the call, Norman, who was supposed to be sick, and Marilyn, who claimed to be in a panic, both came over.
"How is it? Is he coming back?"
Shaking his head, Aaron said, "No, but he has told me what to do. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to follow his instructions to tackle the affairs."
Marilyn said angrily, "He has never been so disobedient. He must have been bewitched by that woman! I—"
"Quit complaining! You're giving me a headache. Why don't we just let Culver marry her? In fact, with the wealth and status that we possess, we don't necessarily need a marriage of state."
"What?! Allowing Culver to marry her would mean that we have admitted defeat! She'll ask for more once she's a part of the Olsen family. We'll be ruined by her!"
Norman furrowed his brows as he said, "Your words make sense, but what should we do now? The company was handed over to him many years ago. Now, the employees won't listen to me anymore. Our company will be in ruins this time."
Marilyn gnashed her teeth and said, "I will go and meet that woman tomorrow morning. I must drive her out of Greene City!"
In the morning of the next day, as soon as Naomi arrived at the entrance of the hospital, she saw Marilyn waiting for her.
She told Emma, "Go in first."
Since they were in a public space, Marilyn was still showing some courtesy.
"Let's talk in my car!"
Naomi looked at her watch as she insisted, "No, we'll talk right here!"
Although Marilyn was extremely unhappy, she still handed over a suitcase to Naomi.
"This is one million dollars. Leave Greene City and don't ever come back!"
Naomi glanced at the black suitcase and looked away.
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