The Prison-Made Queen novel Chapter 680

Meanwhile, at the Sloan Group headquarters, Hackett and Josiah were in their routine morning meeting.

In the top-floor conference room, Hackett listened as the Chief Financial Officer presented the quarterly report, his fingers tapping a steady rhythm on the polished table. Josiah sat in the first seat to Hackett’s right, calmly flipping through the documents like the other executives, occasionally jotting down key figures in his notebook.

The atmosphere was somber, with only the CFO’s steady voice echoing through the room.

Suddenly, a loud crash erupted from downstairs—*BANG!*—the sound of something heavy smashing into glass. It was immediately followed by a wave of chaotic noise, punctuated by the angry shouts of a crowd.

Hackett’s brow furrowed. He gestured for the CFO to pause. “Hold on. What’s going on down there?”

Josiah also looked up, his gaze shifting toward the window. The commotion from below sounded like more than just a typical street disturbance.

The other executives in the room exchanged uneasy glances. The CFO, his presentation interrupted, looked annoyed.

While everyone was still trying to figure out what was happening, the conference room door was thrown open. Hackett’s secretary, Dora Lawson, rushed in, her face pale as she looked at Hackett.

Hackett had a bad feeling.

He then heard Dora’s breathless report. “Chairman! There’s trouble!”

Dora’s voice trembled, and a sheen of nervous sweat covered her forehead.

Hackett shot to his feet, his expression turning icy. “What’s all the panic? Speak clearly!”

Josiah stared at Dora’s frantic expression, a sense of foreboding rising in him as well. As his father’s secretary for many years, Dora was known for her composure. For her to be this flustered, the situation had to be serious.

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