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Chapter 673 Are You Accusing Me?
Chapter 673 Are You Accusing Me?
At the meeting today, everyone noticed that Kennedy was wrong. From the moment he walked into the
meeting room with a cold face, his gloomy air instantly lowered the temperature in the room.
Everyone looked at each other, confused about what was going on.
This meeting had been held many times, but no satisfactory result had been reached each time.
It was always Kennedy suddenly got occupied.
Although they wanted to tell Kennedy that this was wrong, how can personal things interfere with work?
But after all, it was Kennedy, and they were more afraid of his cold or angry face than of the trouble of
having more meetings.
So even if they were dissatisfied, they could only endure.
But today Kennedy came to the meeting with emotions, which made them more frightened, how to hold
today's meeting?
After everyone looked at each other, someone spoke cautiously.
"Mr. Kennedy, have you sent out the gifts?"
Hearing that, Kennedy lifted eyes toward the person who asked the question. His sharp eyes
immediately silent the person.
After a while, Kennedy said in a cold voice, "Begin the meeting."
Everyone was silent and thought if they really began the meeting. So everyone at the beginning of the
discussion was fearful, to later found that Kennedy expressionless looking at their discussion, so they
gradually began to discuss boldly.
Listening to the discussion of these people, Kennedy thought of Alice’s grievance, and Jack’s pure
lovely appearance.
"Mr. Kennedy? Mr. Kennedy?"
Kennedy’s thought was pulled back by the one who called out his name.
"What do you think of this proposal?"
Kennedy was stunned, and then pursed his thin lips, "good."
Even though he hadn't heard anything.
People looked at each other in silence, knowing that Kennedy had not listened to their discussion.
Nathan came forward, bent over and whispered a few words to Kennedy.
At the beginning Kennedy’s expression was normal, after listening to Nathan's retelling, he sneered
with a frown.
"Who made that suggestion? After all these years of working at the Moore Group, why raised such a
stupid idea?"
People, "......"
You just said it was good, okay?
Kennedy looked them sharply, "is the recent work too easy? So you think you can be perfunctory?"
Nathan clenched his fist to his lips and coughed softly, then whispered a few words in the ear of
Kennedy.
But his thoughts drifted away again, and after Nathan had finished, he sat there as if in a daze, not
responding at all.
One of them ventured and said in a low voice.
"Nathan, shall we end the meeting now, and continue it when Mr. Kennedy has done dealing with his
private affairs?"
Hearing that, all turned looked toward Kennedy.
For fear of his sudden anger.
But they did not expect Kennedy, as if he did not hear these words, still sat there motionless.
People, "......"
After a moment's silence, Nathan said aloud, "You all go home first. The meeting will continue after Mr.
Kennedy has finished dealing with the matter."
When Nathan had spoken, they did not linger here any longer. One by one, they packed up their things
and left the meeting room.
When Kennedy pulled back his thought, he found hat the conference room had been empty.
He paused for a moment, then frowned. "Where are the people?"
Nathan stood speechless beside him. "I let them all go."
Hearing that, Kennedy took a sharp look at Nathan, Nathan felt his back cold, but still straightened his
waist, "Mr. Kennedy, I did not deliberately let them go, it is that you were distracted and could not hear
what they said. With all due respect, if it weren't for the fact that you're Mr. Kennedy, I'd think you will be
in trouble."
Kennedy pursed his thin lips, then said in a cold voice, "Do you want to die?"
This murderous look...
Nathan stepped back and felt cool behind him. He coughed softly and then said, "I don't want to die.
However, some words are still to be said. Have you recently dealt with the things about Mrs. Moore? In
the past, you are very clear between public and private, and personal emotions will never be brought to
work. But recently, you brought emotions to work, which is not a good phenomenon."
Hearing that, Kennedy looked up.
"Are you accusing me?”
Nathan twisted the corners of his mouth, "No, Mr. Kennedy. I just suggest, suggest!"
"Go away."
Kennedy mercilessly let him go, Nathan was discouraged and helplessly said, "If it goes on like this, All content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.
this meeting will not have an end, Mr. Kennedy...... I have been busy in the company recently and I am
tired enough. I don't mind getting more tired. Do you want to deal with Mrs. Moore first?"
Thinking of that woman, Kennedy thought of Jack. He pursed his thin lips and then looked at Nathan.
"Let me ask you, if there are two identical people in the world, what would their relationship be?"
Nathan was not clear about his intention of this question, but he could not feel Kennedy's thoughts at
this time, looking at his eyes, he thought about it before he asked tentatively, "Are they...... twins?"
As his voice fell, Kennedy frowned.
Wasn't that the answer he was looking for? Nathan immediately changed his words, "Is it plastic
surgery?"
Kennedy, "..."
He looked up, darting sharply at Nathan.
"Do you want to die?"
Nathan, "... Why do you suddenly ask this question? I don't think it's easy to find two people who look
exactly alike except twins."
Kennedy said, "What if they are father and son?"
"Father and son?” Nathan stood motionless for a moment and then he opened his mouth. "Mr.
Kennedy, you mean..."
Thinking of the actions of Kennedy these days. And he asked Nathan to buy a lot of children's toys,
now he was talking about father and son...
Nathan looked at Kennedy in shock.
"Mr. Kennedy, Mr. Kennedy... Did Mrs. Moore give birth to..."
Kennedy’s eyes were complex, sat there and did not deny the words of Nathan. Nathan swallowed
saliva and continued, "your son??"
"And he looks exactly like you?"
Kennedy frowned in annoyance.
Nathan reacted and immediately said, "I will look into this matter at once."
Then he turned and walked out. After a few steps he heard a cold cry.
"Stop there."