<h4>Chapter 543: 543. I’m weak but I’m justified_1</h4>


    "Swindler, pay up now, or don’t even think about leaving today!"


    "Right, swindler, pay up quickly, Old Mr. Wood is the main support of his family, and now he lies in the hospital with serious injuries, don’t even think about shirking this."


    "..."


    One after another, they hurriedly came up to stop Elly Campbell, even more fiercely than those at thepany’s doorstep.


    Elly Campbell’s gaze lightly swept over the mob before her, eventually resting on the young man at the back who wasn’t causing as much of a scene.


    Elly Campbell remembered that face, the one Greenhill Ainley had knocked down with a punch in the online posts, the son of the injured worker.


    The young man seemed to notice Elly Campbell’s gaze, his pupils briefly contracted, but then, as if remembering something, he straightened his back and looked defiantly back into Elly Campbell’s eyes.


    Elly Campbell lowered her eyes with a coldugh in her heart, then took a step forward, walking towards the young man.


    "You are Edward Wood’s son, Joseph Wood?"


    Elly Campbell asked knowingly.


    "That’s right, it’s me, my dad is still lying in the ward, what are you going to do about it?"


    Elly Campbell smiled, her expression serene andposed, showing no sign of panic or eagerness to resolve the situation, which somewhat unsettled Joseph Wood.


    "There are too many people here, I don’t like to talk in such a ce."


    Upon hearing Elly Campbell wanted to "talk," Joseph Wood felt certain, his gaze fleetinglymunicating with the group behind him, then said to Elly Campbell:


    "Then let’s talk inside."


    "Hmm."


    After going into the hospital ward, Elly Campbell looked at the man lying on the bed with his eyes tightly closed, his eyelids quivering slightly, a clear sign he wasn’t truly asleep.


    Elly Campbell’s gaze moved from the man back to Joseph Wood, saying, "Your father did indeed have an ident on thepany construction project, but it wasn’t due to any issues with our safety measures, and you know that best."


    At this, Joseph Wood frowned unhappily, "What do you mean by that?"


    Elly Campbell nced at the man lying in the bed, saying, "The surveince shows that your father was smoking on the scaffolding outside the building, slipped because he wasn’t careful, and fell. It wasn’t because our scaffolding wasn’t sturdy."


    "But since it was during working hours, we have already covered all expenses for him in ordance with industrial injury procedures, including medical expenses, lost wages, nutritional supplements, and so on. Mr. Ainley has discussed this with you previously."


    Joseph Wood’splexion turned grim, he seemed to have thought of something, and said in a low voice, "What about it? Can these expensespensate for my dad? He’s old, what aboutpensation for bodily harm?"


    Elly Campbell chuckled without answering.


    Joseph Wood felt somewhat nervous under her gaze, pursed his lips, and added, "The online posts have already exploded. If you don’tpensate, yourpany will close down after a while."


    "So you’re nning to extort me?"


    Elly Campbell raised her eyebrows and, under Joseph Wood’s irritated gaze, casually found a stool to sit down on.


    Joseph Wood saw her calm and collected demeanor from the moment she appeared, and it made him feel uncertain; she waspletely different from what he had been told.


    This woman seemed tough to deal with.


    "What do you mean by extortion? It’s a fact my dad got injured,"


    Joseph Wood’s face grew red, his voice rising a few notches.


    Elly Campbell continued with a light smile, her gaze shifting to Old Mr. Wood lying on the bed feigning sleep, saying:


    "Your father got hurt, and we’ve borne all thepensation ording to industrial andmercial standards, there are records in both the hospital and our ounts, you can’t sue us over this."