Chapter 305 Scapegoat

Calle's small mistake or rather, the fact that he fell for a trick-meant the surveillance footage was completely last,

The worst part was how fast the virus spread. Even some of my design files were overwritten. Thankfully, I always backed up everything to the cloud, sa the project could still move forward.

As we scrambled to recover data, Emilia showed up.

"Mr. Hammon, Mr. Harton Senior wants you, Eva, and Caleb to come back to the house."

Mr. Harmon Senior was already aware of what happened, and naturally, he wanted answers. I really didn't want to go, though, Just thinking about Amelia being at the Harmon residence made me uneasy. "Eva, come with me?"

I how I felt. He looked at me, conflicted. He didn't want to go either, especially since this whole mess with the surveillance was his

Caleb must've sensed lu fault.

going to

In the end, I had no choice but to follow them to the Harmon residence. As soon as I saw everyone gathered in the living room, I knew this was go be an interrogation.ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

With such a major project at stake, the entire Harmon family was affected. When Harmon Group thrived, so would the family. Even though most of them didn't hold any real power, they still wouldn't want to see Harmon Group fail. Only Luca seemed to be enjoying himself, wearing a smug, gloating expression.

"You're back. Have a seat," Mr. Harmon Sentor said, sounding much older and weaker than I remembered.

I knew he had pulled a lot of strings to secure this project, and now, it was all falling apart.

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*Pinnacle Group his already started their project report, and they're probably moving on to site surveys for construction soon. Do any o anything to say?"

I kept my eyes lowered. This was Hammon Group's problem, and I didn't want to get involved anymore. Whether they were targeting me or Harmon Group, the other party had played their hand flawlessly.

Even if we could prove the designs were similar, what could we do? If we couldn't prove they copied us, the project would never co Group.

come back to Harmon

Seving that none of us were speaking, Mr. Harmon Senior sighed. "I get it. You're all upset. The internal investigations team will get involved. We need answers."

Then, he turned to me, his voice suddenly cold

1 looked up and met his scrutinizing paze.

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Eva's studio can't stay at the company anymore."

At that moment, I understood. He thought I was involved in this. Or maybe he just wanted to use my studio as the scapegoat.

It wouldn't be the first time Mr. Harmon Senior had done something like this-he was no stranger to throwing someone under the bus.

"Fine, I'll notify my team right away

We weren't paying rent for the office space anyway, so there was no reason to drag it out now that he had made his decision

Ivy, sitting on the couch, sneered, "You're leaving so easily? Guess you're just afraid of bring held accountable. But we, the Harmon family, won't let this go. Whoever started this will pay."

1 wanted to say that her Harmon family wasn't the same as Leonard's Harmon family, but I swallowed the words. With Bob and Darius here, it was clear Mr. Harmon Senior had given his silent approval. What wasn't obvious about this situation?

If Leonard couldn't hold up, the Harmon family would replace him as belt. The more chaos there was below him, the more secure Mr. Harmon Senior's position would be.

Calth clenched his fists, clearly frustrated. "Eva's always been committed to the project. This has nothing to do with her. Isn't Granduncle tan leading an internal Investigation? Why does she have to leave now?"

He stared hard at Mr. Harmon Senior, completely ignoring Leah's attempt to signal him to stop

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bugged at his sleeve. "Caleb, let it go. We were going to leave eventually anyway."