2024-10-28 14:57:08“What the ...?”
Carl sweated, the banquet was canceled?
Liam was right?
There had been no mentions of who the new CEO was, but seeing the calm look on Liam’s face, Carl felt disturbed.
What if what Liam said was true?
Slowly, he shifted his gaze towards Liam, disbelief and anger evident on his face.
“No… no, that can’t be real. It just can’t.”
Carl’s voice trembled as he stared at Liam, his eyes wide with disbelief, his whole body frozen as his mind scrambled for an explanation.
‘But that would mean that he’s my boss.’ The realization gripped him with even more fear.
"That can't be true! There must be some reason that the banquet was canceled!"
Carl shouted with a deep voice.
"What? The banquet was truely canceled? Which means...that poor guy was right?"
Yona sweated, she said anxiously, "Dear, what's happening? How come..."
"Shut the...up!" Carl yelled whispering, he texted fast to his boss.
He must figure out the real reason that they cancel the banquet! If Liam was truely the CEO of Space Cooperation...then he would be DOOMED!
"Can't be true, that can't be true..." Carl sent the message, and he waited for the response worriedly.
Buzz!
Carl took the phone and checked the message worriedly.
"I don't know why they canceled the banquet, but I heard President Young's daughter was badly illed...he was the most important board member, so the new CEO must be visiting his daughter tonight."
"Haha! I knew it!" Carl took a big relief, he laughed and thought he exposed Liam's lie again.
“It turns out President Michael Young had a family emergency. His daughter suddenly fell into a coma, so they had to cancel the welcome dinner tonight!”
He explained, still piecing it together himself.
“It turns out that this lying loser here, tried to sell us on another one of his ridiculous stories. Someone should really throw this piece of shit out here, his lies are starting to annoy me.”
Carl sneered. He was sure he had just unveiled another of Liam’s lie.
While he wasn’t entirely sure if that was the whole story, it seemed like enough to explain the sudden change of plans.
Michael Young was the president of the city’s largest chamber of commerce, also the most important board member of the company.
So it was so normal that the banquet was canceled.
Carl heaved a deep sigh of relief. It all made sense now. It was all a coincidence. There was no way Liam could actually be the new CEO. The Young family just had an emergency to attend to.
Carl raised his phone and said at a loud voice, "This poor guy is just lucky, he somehow knew that the banquet was canceled, and wanted to bluff us!"
Yona took a relief, she said ironically to Mia, "Dear sister, I think you should descipline your fiancee well. He should be more honest, otherwise he would embarass our family."
Mia was so embarassed, but Liam shook his head, "You're so ignorant. This is not the reason why the banquet was canceled."
Carl shifted his gaze back to Liam, a cold sneer appearing on his face,
“Wow, you’re really committed to this story, aren’t you? So, what’s the next plot twist?”
He asked, clapping slowly, voice laced with sarcasm.
Liam frowned having overheard Carl’s conversations. He was about to explain the misinformation when suddenly his phone rang, catching everyone’s attention.
He glanced at the screen and seeing it was Jack Gunter, moved to a corner to take the call.
After a brief hesitation, Liam answered,
“Jack?”
“I’m sorry to disturb you, Young Master, but we need your help. Michael Young’s daughter's situation suddenly got worse, and they can’t figure out what’s wrong.” Jack said in a desperate but hushed tone.
“The family is really desperate young master. They’ve tried everything, but nothing seems to work. The Youngs have been loyal subordinates of our family for years, and they are hoping you can help. I know this may not be a good time, but….”
Jack’s voice trailed off, heavy with concern.
Liam took a deep sigh and said, “I’ll be there right now.”
Then ended the call.
He turned back to Lord David, “I’m sorry, I’ll have to decline your invitation this time. There’s an urgent matter I need to attend to.” He said earnestly and turned away.
Upon hearing this, Yona’s brow furrowed angrily, “What could possibly be more important than dinner with your future in-laws?” She demanded, stopping Liam mid-stride.
Liam shifted his gaze across the faces in the room, their expressions expectant and irritated. Finally, he spoke, “Michael Young’s daughter is critically ill and needs my immediate treatment, else she’ll die.”
The room fell silent for some time, and then suddenly everyone erupted in loud laughter.
“Sure. Michael Young called you himself right, Mr. Healer?” Melissa mocked, barely holding back a smirk.
“This must be a new level of bragging. What will he say next?” Yona scoffed, her irritation growing.
“Go ahead, I’m sure you don’t want to keep Master Young waiting.” Carl joined in, shaking his head in disbelief.
“You’re just a pathetic liar.”
Liam glanced at him, confusion riddled on his face, “I’m not certain what part you think is a lie. I’m a medical god, and Mr. Young truly needs my help.”
Carl crossed his arms, smirking maliciously, “Why don’t you accept the truth for a change?” He asked with disdain.
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