Aubree received the news earlier than when Birgitte came to inform her. The incident had blown up. It concerned public safety. Even in Rithol City, people had been incited to gather downstairs <b>at </b>Bree Technology, demanding to see her.
<b>After </b>receiving <b>the </b>full report from Südlichen Strand, Aubree finally understood the entire picture.
<b>She </b>muttered, “The Yurchenko family really has some tricks up their sleeve.
They had somehow managed to get merchants to sell problematic goods and even brought in terminally ill patients to stir up trouble.
In less than a day, the inte was flooded with news using Bree Technology of selling harmful products to expand its market and make dirty money. With both witnesses and physical evidence presented, the situation seemed genuinely difficult to handle.
Aubree rubbed her forehead. On top of that, the trending buzz around GrabCheap hadn’t died down, and even Trevor’s tabloid gossip was getting overshadowed.
JMs. Miller, someone from Manchotech Group is here. They’re in the meeting room.” Vincent knocked on the door.
Probably here because of all the buzz online.
“Mr. Svystun.” Aubree shook hands with Dmytro.
They were quite familiar with <b>each </b>other, having worked together several times. Dmytro got straight to the point. “I’m sure Ms. Miller has some idea why I’m here today.”
He continued, “About the additional investment we <b>discussed </b><bst </b>time, Mr. Marchuk originally had no issue with it. He was willing to offer another five percent in shares and invest three billion dors more<b>, </b>but…”
Dmytro’s tone shifted. “With the current public outcry, the situation <b>has </b>seriously impacted GrabCheap’s reputation. If you can’t handle this matter well, our cooperation might fall through.”
Product quality scandals were fatal in business. While Tryfon believed in Aubree’s capabilities, he couldn’t afford to gamble at this scale. The previous investments <b>were </b>within his tolerance, but this next one <b>was </b>massive<b>. </b>He needed to think it through.
Dmytro added, “Of course, Mr. Marchuk isn’t nning to just sit back and watch. If <b>there’s </b>anything we can do to help, feel free to ask. I’ll be staying in Rithol City for a while<b>.</b><b>” </b>
Even though Dmytro held Aubree in high regard, business was still business. He looked at her apologetically.
Aubree didn’t seem angry. The Yurchenko family had made their move, treating her as prey. Little did they know they had stepped into her trap instead.
She smiled. “Thank you for your trust, Mr. Svystun. Since you offered, I won’t <b>be </b>shy. I’d like to ask for your help in making this GrabCheap incident even bigger.”
Dmytro was stunned. “What?”
He had expected her to ask them to suppress the news. However<b>, </b>she wanted to amplify the chaos.
‘Does she think there aren’t enough people making a fuss already?‘ he wondered.
Aubree exined, “This was Quantavius’s doing, likely with the Wilson family involved <b>as </b>well. They’re trying to take down the tform with product safety issues. I can’t find those merchants. No one will admit to it, so the public’s anger naturallynds on the tform.”
She continued, “They probably assumed I’d rush to suppress the negative press and issue a public rification. But whether we apologize or exin that it’s not the tform’s fault, it’ll alle off as guilty. In this business<b>, </b>especially emerce, once credibility is lost, it’s like cutting off your own lifeline,”
She added, “Even if GrabCheap makes it through this, our reputation will be tarnished.” That was why she never intended to suppress it.
To survive, she needed to first put herself in a desperate position. It might turn into the spark that burned down the Yurchenko family.
Dmytro asked, “You want the situation to escte, so people realize someone’s behind it all?”
Aubree smiled. In the beginning, the incident would stir public fear. But if it dragged on too long and the same narratives <b>were </b>repeated endlessly, people would <b>see </b>through it.